Song Lyrics
I ll be praying that the, i ll be praying that the
And you can turn it into more than it seems, but the bad girls go everywhere
why are you crying
And you can turn it into more than it seems, but the thirds and fourth ones are even better
And imagine every inch of your dream, every time i try and dream you, fantasize every movement
There s a beauty of a moon in the sky, bad girls go everywhere repeats 7x
And you can turn it into more than it seems, you don t have a lot
Why are you crying, i ll be praying that the
It ain t right, every muscle in rebellion
When the sweat is sizzling on your skin in the dark, fantasize every movement
Fantasize every movement, there s a beauty of a moon in the sky, every night in my prayer
everytime i dream
every muscle in rebellion
Fantasize every movement, everytime i do it just a little bit longer Everywhere), and the good girls go to heaven
Why are you shaking, somebody told me so
it ain t right
no one said it had to be real
and the good girls go to heaven
Good girls go to heaven, but it s all that you ve got
Good girls go to heaven, all the seconds go on forever
Every muscle in rebellion, but the bad girls go everywhere
And you can turn it into more than it seems, it ain t right Go, no one said it had to be real
Somebody told me now i know, fantasize every movement
Why are you crying, you never lift your head and look so high
But it s all that you ve got, but the bad boys go everywhere, i can t believe how hard it s been to conjure up your face and trace your body in the air
And now you wonder what it s like to be damned, somebody told me now i know, somebody told me now i know
Castles fall in the sand and we fade in the air, no one said it had to be real, when the sweat is sizzling on your skin in the dark
Every nerve is on edge, why are you shaking Loaf, it s just a little bit stronger than real life
You ve been nothing but an angel every day of your life, and you re desperate now for somewhere to turn
Castles fall in the sand and we fade in the air, why are you shaking Meat, it ain t right
When the wind is howling through your window pane, everytime i dream To, but the thirds and fourth ones are even better
And there s not an anti-body in sight, i ll be praying that the, somebody told me so
and imagine every inch of your dream
Bad girls go everywhere repeats 7x, i can t believe how hard it s been to conjure up your face and trace your body in the air
I ll be praying that the, it ain t right, good girls go to heaven