Текст песни Seven Mary Three - My My
Seven Mary Three - My My слова песни
my my stomach hurts again tonite she says:and crashes on her floorcuts what she can`t untieties it to a doorif mercy was a cattle callshe didn`t hearshe didn`t want to play the role of the fool againwon`t be fooled againindifference as my witnessI think she`d take me backshe tears down my front doorjust to see my photographmy my head is getting so confused she sayswhat`s she trying to do to me?put my sticker on her carbought a CDif mercy was a cattle callshe didn`t hearshe didn`t want to play the role of the fool againwon`t be fooled againindifference as my witnessI think she`d take me backshe tears down my front doorjust to see my photographit spins...I ain`t too proud to beg sweet darlindon`t you leave me baby, don`t you goI ain`t too proud to beg sweet darlindon`t you leave memy my skin can`t take much more of this she saysyou`re scaling all over meeverytime I wash it off, I find you underneathand if mercy was a cattle callshe didn`t hear...she didn`t want to play the role of the fool againwon`t be fooled again...