Brittle Bullets Songtext
von Free Parking!

Move your fingers down my face
Post-scholastic mind erased

′Yes' and ′no' are not words you've learned to say
And I hate that you always get your way
Oh, but I′ve got it bad! Got it oh-so-bad

No one has to know the things we
Do when we′re alone, I can't trans-
Late your scorching touch with Rosetta Stone
So our love will grow


I just know I could touch you every day
Slowly meet all the people you′ve betrayed
Oh but I got it bad, got it oh-so-bad

No one has to know the things we
Do when we're alone, I can′t trans-
Late my throbbing cock with Rosetta Stone
So our love will grow

Oh but I got it bad, got it oh-so-bad

No one has to know the things we
Do when we're alone, I can′t trans
Late your sweaty back with Rosetta Stone
So our love will grow