Song Lyrics
Whatever happens from one through ten, don t be a victim of his past tense, whatever happens from one through ten
Pretty little one one, a never ending silence
in broken time
Drifting far beneath the skin, but you know that you have to run
But that s eleven in his eyes, drifting far beneath the skin
Don t be a victim of his past tense, don t be a pretty little dum dum Little, he says he loves you but he lies
But that s eleven in his eyes, it s hard to find the love you want
your life s incomplete
it s hard to be what you wanna be
don t be a victim of his past tense
Drifting far beneath the skin, it s hard to find the love you want, he says that you re the one one
It s hard to find the love you want, whatever happens from one through ten
Walking through the darkness, pretty little one one
It s hard to find the love you want, giving into fantasies, but that s eleven in his eyes
and you wanted to be the one
But you know that you have to run, he calls you pretty little dum dum
Pretty little one one, he calls you pretty little dum dum, but that s eleven in his eyes
Giving into fantasies, but you know that you have to run
Pretty little one one, in broken time
he calls you pretty little dum dum
It s hard to break away from what, your life s incomplete Dum, don t be a victim of his past tense
Don t be a pretty little dum dum, giving into fantasies
It s hard to be what you want to be, drifting far beneath the skin
In a never ending sleep, whatever happens from one through ten Little, your life s incomplete
But you know that you have to run, pretty little one one Little, in broken time
And looking for a sign, it s hard to be what you want to be, it s so bittersweet
He says that you re the one one, playing every part Pretty, he says that you re the one one
it s hard to find the love you want
But you know that you have to run, praying for a change of heart Dum, whatever happens from one through ten
he calls you pretty little dum dum
Walking through the darkness, and looking for a sign Pretty, whatever happens from one through ten
And you wanted to be the one, he says you are
He says that you re the one one, and you wanted to be the one
He says that you re the one one, he says that you re the one one
Don t be a victim of his past tense, in a never ending sleep
in broken time
it s hard to break away from what
He calls you pretty little dum dum, drifting far beneath the skin
and looking for a sign
Pretty little one one, praying for a change of heart, whatever happens from one through ten
Floating in a circle of illusion and deceit, don t be a victim of his past tense
Whatever happens from one through ten, in broken time, playing every part
Don t be a victim of his past tense, don t be a pretty little dum dum, but that s eleven in his eyes
He says that you re the one one, but that s eleven in his eyes
playing every part
it s hard to be what you wanna be
but you know that you have to run
it s hard to find the love you want
Praying for a change of heart, drifting far beneath the skin Little, don t be a victim of his past tense