| Lyrics: | You say you know it's gonna be better when we're dead.
I believe you, cause sometimes, I wanna
be dead too.
The trees seem greener, and I seem meaner when you're happy,
that's because I'm
unhappy..
When will I see you again?
When will I touch you again?
I love my guitar,
and she loves me.
I love my guitar, and she won't break up with me.
I love my guitar, and
she loves me.
I love my guitar.
I sense tenseness, and out of strangeness
I will
stay if you remember the Alamo.
Bless this silence, I haven't heard from you in days.
You
say you'll call, and I fall into you.
When will I see you again?
When will I touch you
again?
I love my guitar, and she loves me.
I love my guitar, and she won't break up with
me.
I love my guitar, and she loves me.
I love my guitar.
When will I see you
again?
When will I touch you again?
I love my guitar, and she loves me.
I love my
guitar, cause she won't break up.
I love my guitar, and she loves me.
I love my
guitar!
My guitar. |
