Текст песни Heather Nova - Blue Black
Heather Nova - Blue Black слова песни
Eat your words, eat your heart outEat your words, eat your heart out.Theres not much left, just my red dressJust this feeling that I gotYou made me a victim in your christmas kitchenIts my memory its your loss. blue black, maybe you got somethingBut the flowers grew back.And was it familiar when you touched my sisterGod, I dont think theres a word for that. blue black, maybe you got somethingBut the flowers grew black.I gave it away, whore for a dayIts so ugly, Im still breathingBut you never got my virgin heartIt stayed locked up, its still beating. blue black, maybe you got somethingBut the flowers grew black eat your words, eat your hatEat your words, eat your heart out.I never felt so clean, you did the sin supremeYou never had a clue, you cant take it with youI never felt so clean, you did the sin supremeYou never had a clue, you cant take it with you.