Testo La La La

Four score and a few more days ago I asked if you would open me slow. I guess in a way you did your part but bitch I meant my heart.

I'd be happy to write a love song if someone could stick around long enough, for me to compose the first verse but each time just gets worse.

So I sing la la la la la la la la la la....

You're the five-hundred-twenty-five-thousand-six-hundredth person to tell me that no one could ever love me, I'm crazy and that may well be.
I wash my hands in the sludge from your mouth when you told me to eat your heart out. And I missed the food and it is just my luck to your heart my tough got stuck.

Now I sing la la la la la...

We set sail a ship already sunk, you only like me when you are drunk. I've got so much more left to say but you'll get hurt someday.

And I'll sing la la la la la...

We were the lucky ones, for a minute or so. We had a lot of fun. I can't let that go.
La la la...