Page France No One Likes A Bleeder
(one, two, three, four)
hey you with the sun in your eyes
mother warned me you'd be back
and all my twisting for a better life
is only splitting my sides
hey you with your feet on the ground
i always knew that you'd come down
and i've been shaking hands to get inside
but when i finally did i found
i'd rather nobody know my name for now
hey you with the red on your face
you're always running away
no one likes a bleeder what can i say
you bled all over my name
la la la-la-la-la-la-la
la la la-la-la-la-la-la-a-a-a
la la la-la-la-la-la-la
la la la-la-la-la-la-la-a-a-a
hey you with the sun in your eyes
hey you with the sun in your eyes
hey you with the sun in your eyes
