We take sour sips from life's lush lips
And we shake, shake, shake the hips in relationships
Stomp out this disaster town
You'll put your eyes to the sun and say, "I know
you're only blinding to keep back what the clouds are hiding."
And we might've started singing just a little soon
We're throwing stones at a glass moon*
Whoa oh, we're so miserable and stunning
Whoa oh, love songs for the genuinely cunning, whoa-oh
We keep the beat with your blistered feet
And we bullet the words at the mockingbirds singing
Slept through the weekend and dreaming
It was ice cream headaches and sweet avalanche
When the pearls in our shells got up to dance
You call me a bad tipper of the cradle
Tired yawns for fawns on hunter's lawns
We're the has-beens of husbands
Sharpening the knives of young wives
Take two years and call me when you're better
Take teardrops of mine, find yourself wetter
Whoa oh, we're so miserable and stunning
Whoa oh, love songs for the genuinely cunning
Whoa oh, we're so miserable and stunning
Whoa oh, love songs for the genuinely cunning
And we shake, shake, shake the hips in relationships
Stomp out this disaster town
You'll put your eyes to the sun and say, "I know
you're only blinding to keep back what the clouds are hiding."
And we might've started singing just a little soon
We're throwing stones at a glass moon*
Whoa oh, we're so miserable and stunning
Whoa oh, love songs for the genuinely cunning, whoa-oh
We keep the beat with your blistered feet
And we bullet the words at the mockingbirds singing
Slept through the weekend and dreaming
It was ice cream headaches and sweet avalanche
When the pearls in our shells got up to dance
You call me a bad tipper of the cradle
Tired yawns for fawns on hunter's lawns
We're the has-beens of husbands
Sharpening the knives of young wives
Take two years and call me when you're better
Take teardrops of mine, find yourself wetter
Whoa oh, we're so miserable and stunning
Whoa oh, love songs for the genuinely cunning
Whoa oh, we're so miserable and stunning
Whoa oh, love songs for the genuinely cunning
Ich werde dich biegen und brechen lassen Sage deine Gebete aber lasse die gute Zeit kommen Im Fal...
Sag meinen Namen und seinem im selben Atemzug Du traust dich nicht zu sagen sie schmecken gleich lass die Bl...
Say my name and his in the same breath I Dare you to say they taste the same Let the leaves fall off in the ...
Mr Sandman showing his beam When he walks into the room walls lean in to listen Surfe...
Sie sagt sie kann nicht gut mit Worten umgehen aber ich bin schlechter Gerade noch hervorgestottert Ein Witz...
Baby Jahreszeiten wechseln aber Leute nicht Aber ich werde im Hinterzimmer warten Ich bin ...
You could ve knocked me out with a feather I know you ve heard this all before but we re just hell s...
Der Sandmann zeigt seinen Schlafsand waehrend er durch den Raum geht die Waende biege...
She says she s no good with words but I m worse Barely stuttered A joke of a romantic or stuck to my tongue ...
I m gonna make you bend and break Say your prayers but let the good times roll In case god doesn t show ...
