Heather Nova - Blue BlackТекст песни

Eat your words, eat your heart out Eat your words, eat your heart out There's not much left, just my red dress Just this feeling that I got You made me a victim in your Christmas kitchen It's my memory, it's your loss Blue black Maybe you got something But the flowers grew back And was it familiar when you touched my sister God, I don't think there's a word for that Blue black Maybe you got something But the flowers grew back I gave it away, whore for a day It's so ugly, I'm still breathing But you never got my virgin heart It stayed locked up, it's still beating Blue black Maybe you got something But the flowers grew back Eat your words, eat your hat Eat your words, eat your heart out I never felt so clean, you did the sin supreme You never had a clue, you can't take it with you I never felt so clean, you did the sin supreme You never had a clue, you can't take it with you You can't take it with you