Letra de 'Prologue For The Pure Heart' de The Gay Blades

This was just a joke
And i don't love you at all
But wont you take off all your clothes
And put them neatly in a pile

In the corner of the room
I know that in time
Everything will be fine
For now

If you can best
And even you can do your worst
And you can sing the songs you like
I would savor every verse
I try to be ironic
While letting you know
How i feel about being with you

Well you're bad
You're bad news
Yeah you're bad
You're bad news
Oh no

You'll hate me
You're crazy
You cant live with me
For all time
Cause its too fucking early
For you to be in songs i write

A cheesey broken heart
That needs a doctor or a nurse
I'll buy you cigarettes
If you just let me get to first

Do you like this song
I wrote it for you
But if not its just me being lame
In the frame of my brain
Do you mind?

Its hard to get to see you
With a schedule so hectic
You'll faint and i cant stop
Thinking about getting to second

You're looking fine
Whatever you choose
So do it's cool binds that drove me to you

Well you're bad
You're bad news
Yeah you're bad
You're bad news
Oh no

You'll hate me
You're crazy
You cant live with me
For all time
But its too fuckin early
You know its too fucking early
Its fucking early
For you to be in songs i write