Weather Machines (The)
Me Too Iguana
You're only the best when you can count on the starsSo right for the part that you forget who you areEvery time they cool off, you catch a chill of the nerveEvery time they warm up your temper starts to burnWhy don't you confess? You're falling apartWhy don't you confess? We all know what you areTheir fevers and fits have left you weak in the kneesWhat are you to do when you don't know what you please? Every time they get caught you leave your tail at the sceneEvery time they run off you're left to take the fallYou got a lot in your headBut no room in your heartTime's come to confessYou're falling apart
From Letras Mania