Peanut Songtext
von Bedridden
Peanut Songtext
I placed my hand on a dartboard
You threw as hard as you could
I lied to you when I said it
Didn′t hurt
20/20 vision bullseye disguised by your indecision
Blood stained fingertips did you even try to resist her
Silent gaze reflection in the window pane reveals a portrait of myself
I'd call you back if you′d just relax
I infect your every breath
I can see why you're sick of me now
Dead asleep inside your head
I can see why I shouldn't be proud
To be your leech
It′s just so bittersweet
Pull my teeth out
Fall up the stairs
Sister loves me
But you don′t seem to care
Leaning back I broke your favorite chair sorry peanut you know I didn't mean it
I′ll let it pass but you didn't ask
Fell into the kitchen sink you poured me a glass of my favorite drink
Bent out of shape but I couldn′t wait
I infect your every breath
I can see why you're sick of me now
Dead asleep inside your head
I can see why I shouldn′t be proud
To be your leech
It's just so bittersweet
20/20 vision bullseye disguised by your indecision
Blood stained fingertips did you even try to resist her
Silent gaze reflection in the window pane reveals a portrait of myself
I'd call you back if you′d just relax
You threw as hard as you could
I lied to you when I said it
Didn′t hurt
20/20 vision bullseye disguised by your indecision
Blood stained fingertips did you even try to resist her
Silent gaze reflection in the window pane reveals a portrait of myself
I'd call you back if you′d just relax
I infect your every breath
I can see why you're sick of me now
Dead asleep inside your head
I can see why I shouldn't be proud
To be your leech
It′s just so bittersweet
Pull my teeth out
Fall up the stairs
Sister loves me
But you don′t seem to care
Leaning back I broke your favorite chair sorry peanut you know I didn't mean it
I′ll let it pass but you didn't ask
Fell into the kitchen sink you poured me a glass of my favorite drink
Bent out of shape but I couldn′t wait
I infect your every breath
I can see why you're sick of me now
Dead asleep inside your head
I can see why I shouldn′t be proud
To be your leech
It's just so bittersweet
20/20 vision bullseye disguised by your indecision
Blood stained fingertips did you even try to resist her
Silent gaze reflection in the window pane reveals a portrait of myself
I'd call you back if you′d just relax
Writer(s): Jack Riley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
