Why I Don’t Believe in You Songtext
von mclusky

I confess, I saw her in a sundress
Her congress is nothing more than pulses
Me too, I didn′t mean to kill you
John Prue, I'll make your hatred save you
Sold out a lot of my soul on a Saturday
Have a thought about better in its own way
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la
Lydia, you′re killing him, you're killing him
You're killing him, you′re killing him
I got a lot of my soul on a Saturday
Have a thought about better in its own way
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la
Lydia, you′re killing him, you're killing him
You′re killing him
Maguire, I see you in the blue sky
Fly by, it makes her change her cars, uh-uh
Beercan, another chance to steal, chum
Confess, in glory in your new chest
Sold out a lot of my soul on a Saturday
Have a thought about better in its own way La la la la la la la la la la la la la la
Lydia, you're killing him, you′re killing him
You're killing him, you′re killing him
I got a lot of my soul on a Saturday
Have a thought about better in its own way
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la
Lydia, you're killing him, you're killing him
You′re killing him, you′re killing him
I got a lot of my soul on a Saturday
Have a thought about better in its own way
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la
Lydia, you're killing him, you′re killing him
You're killing him, you′re killing him
I got a lot of my soul on a Saturday
Have a thought about better in its own way
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la
Lydia, you're killing him, you′re killing him
You're killing him
I confess, I saw her in a sundress