Love Screws Me Up Testo
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Testo Love Screws Me Up
It's no big deal
Not worth the trouble
This is the last time
I walk out of the rubble
I watch my heart
In your delicate hands
Slammed against my kitchen wall
It burst like a bubble
And it made me wish
Love slept with the fish
Or at least had a lane brain stung by a double
In the mirror I see the living, breathing proof
Yea I think it's time that I,
That I face the truth
Love (na, na, na, na, na, na ,na, na, na)
Screws me up
Love (na, na, na, na, na, na ,na, na, na)
Screws me up
Love Potion number 9,
I guess I must have missed it
Jesus tell me is that
What got me so twisted?
All the hippies, magazines and TV
Keep selling true love
Like it really existed
I want to drink from that picture perfect loving cup
But I fuck it up
Love (na, na, na, na, na, na ,na, na, na)
Screws me up
Love (na, na, na, na, na, na ,na, na, na)
Screws me up
Oh, love screws me up
And our little scenes
Shot down before it starts
Swept up in the trash and the bodies and the wreckage and the garbage and the junk and the scrap in the trunk in the busted hearts
Love (na, na, na, na, na, na ,na, na, na)
Screws me up
Love (na, na, na, na, na, na ,na, na, na)
Screws me up
Love (na, na, na, na, na, na ,na, na, na)
Screws me up
Love (na, na, na, na, na, na ,na, na, na)
Screws me up
Not worth the trouble
This is the last time
I walk out of the rubble
I watch my heart
In your delicate hands
Slammed against my kitchen wall
It burst like a bubble
And it made me wish
Love slept with the fish
In the mirror I see the living, breathing proof
Yea I think it's time that I,
That I face the truth
Love (na, na, na, na, na, na ,na, na, na)
Screws me up
Love (na, na, na, na, na, na ,na, na, na)
Screws me up
Love Potion number 9,
I guess I must have missed it
Jesus tell me is that
What got me so twisted?
All the hippies, magazines and TV
Keep selling true love
Like it really existed
I want to drink from that picture perfect loving cup
But I fuck it up
Love (na, na, na, na, na, na ,na, na, na)
Screws me up
Love (na, na, na, na, na, na ,na, na, na)
Screws me up
Oh, love screws me up
And our little scenes
Shot down before it starts
Swept up in the trash and the bodies and the wreckage and the garbage and the junk and the scrap in the trunk in the busted hearts
Love (na, na, na, na, na, na ,na, na, na)
Screws me up
Love (na, na, na, na, na, na ,na, na, na)
Screws me up
Love (na, na, na, na, na, na ,na, na, na)
Screws me up
Love (na, na, na, na, na, na ,na, na, na)
Screws me up
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