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Letra : Midgets With Guns

Broken arms
I would hold you even if I had
Broken arms
Can you make a tourniquet for

A broken heart? A bad idea?
(Da da da da, da da da da)
Well I suppose it's up to me to juxtapose myself
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There's little guys with little guns
(Da da da da, da da da da)
Inside our mouths, inside our heads, they make us suffer

I'll stay home
It's a good thing that I think I'm funny
Don't come by
I'll be making jokes about you

But then again, you could come in
We could make fun of all the things we used to yesterday
I've got a five, you've got a ten
That's fifteen dollars, we could see how long it takes to spend
You like games
That drive us both insane
And I roll the dice but that's just to be nice to you
Why don't we try something else for a change?
Hey, I know: why don't I poke out my eyes for you
Over and over and over and over again?

Get out of my house!
And can I come with you?
'Cuz where there's a will there's a way, we can kill all the
Midgets with guns that we have on our tongues
Just stick out your lips, lean in close, and we'll kiss them
Goodbye to the midgets with guns
Goodbye to the midgets with guns
Goodbye to the midgets with guns