Songtext von Dining With Thieves And Supermodels

Excuses, excuses are better than letting me down But when you broke the silence you spoke and your tongue was the sharpest thing I found So I put it to my skin, right next to my mouth I think you called it a kiss I was thinking let me out Out of this town Out of your mind Out of your memory It's a mistake This is not sick Why don't you let me, out? Your blood and your sex is old and but that heart is still mine In my bed, in my arms, in my thoughts, in my veins, you're the hardest thing to find So I put it to my mouth, right between my lips I think you called it a kiss In the shape of a bullet Out of this town Out of your mind Out of your memory It's a mistake This is not sick Why don't you let me, out? If you don't want to know, don't want to hear Please turn off the radio dear Don't want to know, don't want to hear Please turn off the radio dear Don't want to know, don't want to hear Please turn off the radio dear Don't want to know, don't want to hear Tonight, tonight I claim that bed Tonight, tonight I claim that bed Don't want to know, don't want to hear Please turn off the radio dear Don't want to know, don't want to hear Please turn off the radio dear Don't want to know, don't want to hear Please turn off the radio dear Don't want to know, don't want to hear Please turn off the radio dear Out of this town Out of your mind Out of your memory It's a mistake This is not sick Why don't you let me... Out of this town Out of your mind Out of your memory It's a mistake This is not sick Why don't you let me, out? Let me out Let me out Let me out Don't want to know If you don't want to know If you don't want to know