Tekster: Deaf Havana. Howard, You Crack Me Up.

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This back seat is making me sick
we're not done
oh yes we're far from done.
Just tell me that you love me,
and everything will be fine
hold me close until the impact has passed.
and I said it right
I said it loud
I said it right this time

I never quite understood my angel's guidance.
It tends to bend and break into different shapes.
I never quite understood my lover's lusting.
It tends to bend and break into different faces.
Into different faces!

It took all this time just to arrive
I wont be leaving just yet
(I wont be leaving just yet)
I never focused my attention on anyone else but you.
and I said it right
I said it loud
I said it right this time

I never quite understood my angel's guidance.
It tends to bend and break into different shapes.
I never quite understood my lover's lusting.
It tends to bend and break into different faces.

When tired trends,
become tired friends,
and out goes the romance,
and so does your welcome

When tired trends,
become tired friends,
and out goes the romance,
and so does your welcome

When tired trends,
become tired friends,
and out goes the romance,
and so does your welcome

I never quite understood my angel's guidance.
It tends to bend and break into different shapes.
I never quite understood my lover's lusting.
It tends to bend and break into different faces.

When tired trends
become tired friends
and out goes the romance
(it tends to bend and break into different shapes)
and so does your welcome

When tired trends
become tired friends
and out goes the romance
(it tends to bend and break into different faces)
and so does your welcome