Last Word کے بول

Your girl, she is fake and she is vile And when you need her the most That's when she'll leave you With the memory of her smiling And she is a known liar Don't trust, don't trust her Why don't you come? Why don't you come over and have a little smoke? It's okay, she and I we ain't close anymore Let's have a little smoke Well, this image of you here in my door Is something I have pictured many times before I used to have to lay down on the floor, if you'd talk to me I used to have to lay down on the floor Well, I shouldn't want to touch you, but I do and I will Because I ain't used to denying it No, I ain't used, I ain't used to your kind of attention So I'm gonna suck it up, suck it up, suck it all up and hold it in I'm gonna suck it up, suck it up, suck it up, all up