Jukebox The Ghost Summer Sun
My heart is in my t-shirt and i've learnt quite alot,
Listen while i couldn't try to get caught in the,
Badum-Badum-Badum-Badum-Badum.
My heart is bound and lays there like the book you
sent,
I felt it with words and ive been them again,
By drip, By drip, By drip, By drip, By drip.
Do yourself a favour, find a way,
To get away.
Hit me with your car,
Hit me with your best shot,
I'll be standing there on the sidewalk,
Waiting to see what it is that you got.
Do yourself a favour, find a way,
To get away.
It was the sorta style run that might save her, (?)
A rapid being itself, and no one to love,
And when the rapids done it might just say,
I goto find a way, to get away.
It was the sorta style run that might save her, (?)
A rapid being itself, and no one to love,
And when the rapids done it might just say,
I goto find a way, to get away.
My heart is in my t-shirt and i've learnt quite alot,
Listen while i couldn't try to get caught in the,
Badum-Badum-Badum-Badum-Badum.
