The Devil Wears a Bra Songtext
von Ben Foerg
The Devil Wears a Bra Songtext
I meant it when I said you′re the only woman in my head
You were there when I fell to peaces
You were there when I rose to the throne
You were there when I said
I love you, now leave me alone
I wake up each afternoon
Into the mess I've created
But rather than sit there and take it
I drink it away
Do you believe yourself when you write
I must think it′s not worth the fight
'Cuz I got a big ol' collection of songs i can′t play
It′s just too hard
To face you with my heart
So I used my mind
I thought I was bein' kind
But you were too stubborn to see
It was just me bein′ me
Lately when we speak
It's a cocktail of honesty
And bitterness and missin′ the skin
Of the one you belong to
It ain't like we should just throw it to the dogs
But you′re quick to the trigger and I'm slow to the draw
Forgive me my most recent faux-paux
But I'm still in love
Do you believe yourself when you write
I must think it′s not worth the fight
′Cuz I've been thinkin′ the hand don't fit the glove
It′s just too hard
To face me with your heart
So you used your guile and feminine ways
Because you're in denial and you are afraid
I thought you had made me to play the fool
But it was just you bein′ you
You were there when I fell to peaces
You were there when I rose to the throne
You were there when I said
I love you, now leave me alone
I wake up each afternoon
Into the mess I've created
But rather than sit there and take it
I drink it away
Do you believe yourself when you write
I must think it′s not worth the fight
'Cuz I got a big ol' collection of songs i can′t play
It′s just too hard
To face you with my heart
So I used my mind
I thought I was bein' kind
But you were too stubborn to see
It was just me bein′ me
Lately when we speak
It's a cocktail of honesty
And bitterness and missin′ the skin
Of the one you belong to
It ain't like we should just throw it to the dogs
But you′re quick to the trigger and I'm slow to the draw
Forgive me my most recent faux-paux
But I'm still in love
Do you believe yourself when you write
I must think it′s not worth the fight
′Cuz I've been thinkin′ the hand don't fit the glove
It′s just too hard
To face me with your heart
So you used your guile and feminine ways
Because you're in denial and you are afraid
I thought you had made me to play the fool
But it was just you bein′ you
Writer(s): Ben Foerg Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
