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(Interpol cover)I wish I could eat the salt off of your lost faded lipsWe can cap the old times, make playing only logical harmWe can cap the old lines, make playing that nothing else will changeWell she can read, she can read, she can read, she can read, she's badShe can read, she can read, she can read, she's badOh she's badBut it's different now that I'm poor and agingI'll never see this face againYou'll go stabbing yourself in the neckAnd we can find new ways of living, make playing only logical harmAnd we can top the old times, play making that nothing else will changeBut she can read, she can read, she can read, she can read, she's badShe can read, she can read, she can read, she's badOh she's badIt's different now that I'm poor and agingI'll never see this place againAnd you'll go stabbing yourself in the neckBut it's different now that I'm poor and agingI'll never see this place againYou'll go stabbing yourself in the neckIt's in the way that she posesIt's in the things that she puts in my hairHer stories are boring and stuffShe's always calling my bluffLetras de cancionesShe puts theShe puts the weights into my little heart and she gets in my room and she takes it apartShe puts the weightShe puts the weightShe puts the weightShe puts the weightShe puts the weightShe puts the weightShe puts the weightIt's in the way that she walksHer heaven is never enoughShe puts the weights in my heartShe puts theShe puts the weights into my little heart From Letras Mania