歌词
How I'd like to take her outside
Under bad light, blind drunk, doe eyed
But I'm no good for her
No, I'm no good for her
Fingers sliding up and down her legs
Tidal waves, hurricanes, avalanches in my head
But I'm no good for her
No, I'm no good for her
I'm no good for her
With a twisted brain
The way my bed springs creak at night
Half eaten pieces of food
The way she wore her hair that night
These little things I'd almost forgotten
Well, these little things they bother me
Send the blood crashing, raw in my ears
These little things they bother me
I cannot sleep; I just turn, turn, turn
What kind of love is this? She says
What kind of love is this? She says
What kind of love is this? She says
What kind of love is this?
But I'm no good for her
No, I'm no good for her
I don't love her
I just love the pain
