CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Old Enough
I remember sun that burns
You can hold it up and then take turns
Oh well, please stop looking so concerned
And I'm old enough to not get burnt
Keep talking to my words as sound
Ah, it doesn't end, it wouldn't hurt to pull it out
When everything is covered ground
When you look and you can't look down
Haven't fallen asleep for days
I fall asleep to wake up in space
She made a man out of me, she set that scared boy free
Now I dream as easy as I bleed
Keep your bleeding as the rest of your teeth too, honey
Tear your hair out and stare, go and sell it, make some money
It's a hard game you're running, I don't find it funny
Well, all these days, well, you lost your ways
She keeps it coming, a real thing that I'm running
A hot bun in the oven, better come running
Yeah, she's deep in love and I'm only four-fifths covered
Through the rocks and the sand, all the gla** in my hand
Ah, I'm tryin' to play it cool, baby, please understand
Well, she looks me dead in the eye as she tells me I'm handsome
Holding, holding, holding me to ransom
Please take me as seriously as our thoughts previously
Old enough to know that I was to blame
Please take me as seriously as our thoughts previously
Old enough to know that I was to blame
Please take me as seriously as our thoughts previously
Old enough to know that I was to blame
You can hold it up and then take turns
Oh well, please stop looking so concerned
And I'm old enough to not get burnt
Keep talking to my words as sound
Ah, it doesn't end, it wouldn't hurt to pull it out
When everything is covered ground
When you look and you can't look down
Haven't fallen asleep for days
I fall asleep to wake up in space
She made a man out of me, she set that scared boy free
Now I dream as easy as I bleed
Keep your bleeding as the rest of your teeth too, honey
Tear your hair out and stare, go and sell it, make some money
It's a hard game you're running, I don't find it funny
Well, all these days, well, you lost your ways
She keeps it coming, a real thing that I'm running
A hot bun in the oven, better come running
Yeah, she's deep in love and I'm only four-fifths covered
Through the rocks and the sand, all the gla** in my hand
Ah, I'm tryin' to play it cool, baby, please understand
Well, she looks me dead in the eye as she tells me I'm handsome
Holding, holding, holding me to ransom
Please take me as seriously as our thoughts previously
Old enough to know that I was to blame
Please take me as seriously as our thoughts previously
Old enough to know that I was to blame
Please take me as seriously as our thoughts previously
Old enough to know that I was to blame
