Текст песни: Paper Chase, The - What I`D Be Without Me



Dear diary, as you can see the pen’s drinking

And it’s an ornery little thing

And it’s dreadful, dreadful, dreadful

Dear diary, my sweet body will turn on me

Say pretty please cause god is listening

And we all fall in the big empty



Do you wanna know what girls want?

Do you wanna know what girls really need?

They want a greasy hand all over their mouths

Apparently turncoats that grant the nosebleeds

So do you wanna know what boys want?

They want a grass stain on their sisters’ barbie

They want their hands crawling up the hen house

And you’re knock-kneed, knock-kneed, knock-kneed



We’ll cross our hearts, we’ll cross our T’s

I’ll clean your feet you’ll scrape your knees

Remember me? I had you by your baby teeth



Abeline, look at me

Were you wanting to go it without me?

Wait and see wait and see

Don’t forget what you will be without me

Grab your knees fall asleep

When you wander the desert in suspense

Wait for me wait for me

Don’t you stumble across your own footprints

Baby teeth baby teeth come to me

Come to me, come to me, come to me



Dear diary, day ten of day ten’s desert scene

It’s an odious thing

And it’s awful, awful, awful

Dear diary, I fear I’ve seen the things I’ve seen

Say pretty please cause god is listening

And we all fall in the big empty



Baby teeth baby teeth

Were you wanting to know what I’m made of?

This is me this is me

Snap a photo to show what I once was

Grab your knees fall asleep

When you wander the desert in suspense

Wait for me wait for me

Don’t you stumble across your own footprints

Baby teeth baby teeth

Come to me, come to me

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Dear diary, as you can see the pen’s drinking

And it’s an ornery little thing

And it’s dreadful, dreadful, dreadful

Dear diary, my sweet body will turn on me

Say pretty please cause god is listening

And we all fall in the big empty



Do you wanna know what girls want?

Do you wanna know what girls really need?

They want a greasy hand all over their mouths

Apparently turncoats that grant the nosebleeds

So do you wanna know what boys want?

They want a grass stain on their sisters’ barbie

They want their hands crawling up the hen house

And you’re knock-kneed, knock-kneed, knock-kneed



We’ll cross our hearts, we’ll cross our T’s

I’ll clean your feet you’ll scrape your knees

Remember me? I had you by your baby teeth



Abeline, look at me

Were you wanting to go it without me?

Wait and see wait and see

Don’t forget what you will be without me

Grab your knees fall asleep

When you wander the desert in suspense

Wait for me wait for me

Don’t you stumble across your own footprints

Baby teeth baby teeth come to me

Come to me, come to me, come to me



Dear diary, day ten of day ten’s desert scene

It’s an odious thing

And it’s awful, awful, awful

Dear diary, I fear I’ve seen the things I’ve seen

Say pretty please cause god is listening

And we all fall in the big empty



Baby teeth baby teeth

Were you wanting to know what I’m made of?

This is me this is me

Snap a photo to show what I once was

Grab your knees fall asleep

When you wander the desert in suspense

Wait for me wait for me

Don’t you stumble across your own footprints

Baby teeth baby teeth

Come to me, come to me

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