If youre wondering why at,
11:45 at night
im standing outside your bedroom window.
im writing a note and ill tie it to a rose
as youre blowing your nose in sickley gloom.
ill climb a ladder to your room
and sneak around till ive found you.
you look so dead and beautiful
Courtesey of the punk rocker thrift shopper
where nothing stolen goes unused,
where they cant call the cops,
ill fly you away so we can both go steal better days and love isnt a broken hearted fool
lets escape to a far away land, ill take your hand
so we can...
courtesy of the punk rocker thrift shopper
Ill be your bed and you can lay on me till you feel well again, just rest your head
everything will be fine, i know youre not contagious, its not the feaver, but everytime
i look at you it sends chills up my spine
Courtesy of the punk rocker thrift shopper
where nothing stolen goes unused,
ill fly you away so we can both go steal better days and love isnt a brokenhearted fool
lets escape to a far away land, ill take your hand
so we can...
courtesy of the punk rocker thrift shopper
In about 2 hours youre gonna wake up,
find a note and a flower proped up against your wall,
dont worry all the thorns are gone, they may be in my fingers but at least theyre not in you,
your hands are way to pretty to let thorns linger
Courtesey of the punk rocker thrift shopper
where nothing stolen goes unused,
ill fly you away so we can both go steal better
days and love isnt a brokenhearted fool
lets escape to a far away land, ill take your hand
so we can...
courtesy of the punk rocker thrift shopper
Get well soon.