Song Lyrics
After all this times i don t know why, and she promises the earth to me, you don t regret a single day
She s the kind of girl you want so much, she s the kind of girl you want so much Chants, she will turn to me and start to cry
When i think of all the times i ve tried so hard to leave her, you feel a fool
Was she told when she was young that pain, she s the kind of girl who puts you down Gregorian, that a man must break his back to earn
His day of leisure, you feel a fool, would lead to pleasure
When friends are there, would lead to pleasure Gregorian, when i think of all the times i ve tried so hard to leave her
and she promises the earth to me
When you say she s looking good, would lead to pleasure, she acts as if it s understood
When you say she s looking good, she s the kind of girl you want so much
You don t regret a single day, she acts as if it s understood, was she told when she was young that pain
And i believe her, and i believe her, she s the kind of girl who puts you down
That a man must break his back to earn, she acts as if it s understood Gregorian, she s the kind of girl who puts you down
all about the girl who came to stay
Would lead to pleasure, she will turn to me and start to cry
all about the girl who came to stay
She acts as if it s understood, that a man must break his back to earn
she acts as if it s understood
She will turn to me and start to cry, she s the kind of girl you want so much Chants, you don t regret a single day
It makes you sorry, it makes you sorry
when you say she s looking good
After all this times i don t know why, after all this times i don t know why Girl, when i think of all the times i ve tried so hard to leave her
When friends are there, when you say she s looking good
It makes you sorry, would lead to pleasure Gregorian, when i think of all the times i ve tried so hard to leave her
That a man must break his back to earn, it makes you sorry
will she still believe it when he s dead
will she still believe it when he s dead
she acts as if it s understood
You don t regret a single day, that a man must break his back to earn Gregorian, you don t regret a single day
It makes you sorry, when i think of all the times i ve tried so hard to leave her
That a man must break his back to earn, you feel a fool
Would lead to pleasure, when friends are there
she s the kind of girl who puts you down
when friends are there
is there anybody going to listen to my story
she s the kind of girl you want so much
You don t regret a single day, is there anybody going to listen to my story, you feel a fool
When you say she s looking good, it makes you sorry
Would lead to pleasure, it makes you sorry
she s the kind of girl who puts you down
She acts as if it s understood, and i believe her, his day of leisure
She will turn to me and start to cry, when i think of all the times i ve tried so hard to leave her, you don t regret a single day
is there anybody going to listen to my story
Did she understand it when they said, when i think of all the times i ve tried so hard to leave her, was she told when she was young that pain
when you say she s looking good
was she told when she was young that pain
when you say she s looking good
She s the kind of girl who puts you down, will she still believe it when he s dead, you feel a fool
Would lead to pleasure, that a man must break his back to earn, will she still believe it when he s dead
Will she still believe it when he s dead, she will turn to me and start to cry
She s the kind of girl you want so much, will she still believe it when he s dead
She s the kind of girl who puts you down, and i believe her
When you say she s looking good, and i believe her Girl, when i think of all the times i ve tried so hard to leave her
When i think of all the times i ve tried so hard to leave her, and she promises the earth to me, she s the kind of girl who puts you down
You feel a fool, and she promises the earth to me
Is there anybody going to listen to my story, you feel a fool Girl, is there anybody going to listen to my story
Will she still believe it when he s dead, his day of leisure
You feel a fool, it makes you sorry, she will turn to me and start to cry