歌词
Am I disposable?
Just your semi-precious love charm?
Cause' its unknowable-
I've been chasing you for too long.
Cause you're that song thats in my head.
And its boring me to death.
Saying what I want to hear.
So get your hands up off my neck,
Cause' I'm starting to see red.
When you whisper in my ear...
But I can see beyond your veneer
Theres got to be a better place.
And if my heart, is your souvenir
Then maybe I'll just fucking die in LA.
And I'll be rich if I sell my soul
Down in Hollywood they say.
So bury me, before I get old.
Oh baby put me in a golden grave-
In a golden...
In a golden Grave, baby yeah.
In a golden grave.
In a golden grave, baby. yeah.
You promised everything.
That a man could ever ask for.
All the riches, all the fame.
All the people know my name
Yeah its easy... you said...