Salt on your skin
You know I'm giving in
When that bottle of jack's gone
And my feelings have turned all wrong
You're moving on
You said I'm way to young,
Made me forget where I belong
But you forgot what you have done
So I will suffer Baby
'Cause I cant phrase the words I meant to say,
Suffer my lady
'Cause i cant phrase the words
Your lips on mine
I'd say it's about time
So I go home and so will you
before you will fuck me up too
I'm moving on,
I stumble then I run,
can't get my stuff quick enough,
I bet you smiled when I took off.
So I will suffer Baby
'Cause I can't phrase the words I meant to say,
Suffer my lady
'Cause I can't phrase the words
