| Lyrics: | Your lipstick, his collar.. don't bother Angel
I know exactly what goes on
When
everything you'll get is
everything that you've wanted, princess
(well which would you
prefer)
My finger on the trigger, or
(me face down, down across your floor)
Me face
down, down across your floor
(me face down, down across your floor)
Well just so long as
this thing's loaded
And will you tell all your friends
you've got your gun to my head
This all was only wishful thinkin,
this all was only wishful thinkin
And will you
tell all your friends
you've got your gun to my head
This all was only wishful thinkin,
this all was only wishful thinkin
let's go...
Don't bother trying to explain
Angel
I know exactly what goes on when you're on and
How about I'm outside of your window
(how about I'm outside of your window)
Watchin him keep the details covered
You're
such a sucker (you're such a sucker)
for a sweet talker, yeah
And will you tell all
your friends
you've got your gun to my head
This all was only wishful thinkin,
this
all was only wishful thinkin
(the only thing that I regret is that I, I never let you hold me
back)
And will you tell all your friends
you've got your gun to my head
This all was
only wishful thinkin,
this all was only wishful thinkin
Hoping for the best just
hoping nothing happens
A thousand clever lines unread on clever napkins
I wil never ask if
you don't ever tell me
I know you well enough to know you never loved me
Hoping for the
best just hoping nothing happens
A thousand clever lines unread on clever napkins
I will
never ask if you donc |
