كلمات Menace

Turn my gaze away Relieve the impressions That I've made Like rain in my creeping hand I want to behave It's a small concession All my regressions I don't understand But they're painful old news And pale in comparison To choosing you Well, I don't wanna be a menace anymore What could a menace be good for? So I will catch my wandering eye, watch the roses pass me by And I'll try to make my menace into someone you'd adore It's dangerous and short Covertly calls for An encore The attention of strangers As long as loving lasts You don't want to Here forever Everybody loves a lover Well, you really shouldn't ask 'Cause the answer's always, "Always" 'Til always is in the past Well, I don't wanna be a menace anymore What could a menace be good for? So I will catch my wandering eye and watch the roses pass me by And I'll try to make my menace into someone you'd adore Well, you really shouldn't ask 'Cause the answer's always, "Always" 'Til always is in the past Well, I don't wanna be a menace anymore What could a menace be good for? So I will catch my wandering eye, watch the roses pass me by No, I don't wanna be a menace anymore What could a menace be good for? So I will catch my wandering eye, watch the roses pass me by And I'll try to make my menace into someone you'd adore