Paroles: John Frusciante. So Would Have I.

I made her into a minor key of
So felt have I
I collapse this time the breaks-up
runs out.

Take your face to the god
No one works so hard
to keep you out
play your hand
before its your turn to fade out.

Make her into a fan of him
He would die
Just to take fate somewhere it could have been
Had it been otherwise
Tradin' the far for the near
Stand your bodies clean out

Oh what you understand
Some love fakes you
Accept when

we stayed in your home
Its not always the moon
Say it for show
We show your
We say it show
We show your