Little Head — текст песни (marvelous 3)

I can dish it out but you know I cant take it

When you told me everytime that you came that you

Were fakin, so I guess Ill never know if I was mackin yes

Or no



Got a seven foot cut on my foot the day before

When you pulled out my glass heart and broke it on

The floor. I guess Im gonna go to the house of broken

Hearts and bloody toes.



Chorus:

It hurts to think about, I got no doubt,

I figured out, my little head is so shot without

You, my little head cant hold the thoughts you

Put inside my mind when you walked out.



Just a little scratch but it feels like it did when youve

Fallen off the short bus and landed on your head.

I felt a little low, when you told me where to go

(right straight down to hell)

Cramping up your style, but your style aint cramping me,

But whatcha gonna do when your sleeping with the enemy?

Im always at your show, (in the very back row).



Chorus:

It hurts to think about, I got no doubt,

I figured out, my little head is so shot without

You, my little head cant hold the thoughts you

Put inside my mind when you walked out.

My little head is so shot without

You, my little head cant hold the thoughts you

Put inside my mind when you walked out.



Youre on my mind, youre on my mind



Chorus.