Testo di Seven

There should be a better way To play this hurting game When you're feeling like a fake And you both just masturbate Once I had a girl As precious as a pearl But the wayward wind Was our undoing You're eight point five This one's a seven But we're six years So she's better And it's a cruel fate We can't be honeymooners forever When those lustful feelings go And your heart is a yo-yo And you're trying to do your best To be happy with what's left You're eight point five This one's a seven But we're six years So she's better And it's a cruel fate We can't be honeymooners forever