Paroles:
Last Conservative Pretty New Things

I wanna be your king of failure let's fall in love - come on, I dare ya let's get out of control we won't know how to stop this Probably ruin us both

lie everyday and I've never seen an ocean Don't forget your bills in April to pay for the wars and the tragedies and all the pretty new things Lord,

Just outside your town a three hour drive come over here I will make it worth your while take your time you can't give what you haven't got I'm the emotional