We never talk of our lacking relationships
And how we're guilt-stricken, sobbin', with our heads on the floor
We fell through the ice when we tried not to slip, we'd say 🎵
We never talk of our lacking relationships
And how we're guilt-stricken, sobbin', with our heads on the floor
We fell through the ice when we tried not to slip, we'd say 🎵
I mean it's not bad for a 12-year-old, but all I can think of is that I forgot the outfield.
I mean it's not bad for a 12-year-old, but all I can think of is that I forgot the outfield.