Post by charlielikesfolk on Feb 15, 2008 19:42:57 GMT
well i only made this to show these to you, 'cause I think they're funny! ;D
FRANK TURNER:
Well I lie I cheat and I steal,
And I don't give two shits about the way that you feel.
And I barely know who you are,
But I'll break your heart and then I'll sleep in your car.
I'm not dying inside, well, I'm dead.
Yeah, too many people have f**ked with my head,
And now I'm out for revenge.
Well, I'm not the only one who regrets the way they act,
But I seem to be the only one who's honest with the facts,
And I'm sick to death of always being the sucker.
I'm a heartless bastard motherf**ker.
Well, you're a prize specimen -
You look pretty fine, but I don't know where you've been.
You invite me back to your place,
And you feed me drinks to get me out of my face.
You never own up to what you did -
You f**k like an adult and you cry like a kid,
And then you tell your friends I took the piss.
Well, I'm not the only one who regrets the way they act,
But I seem to be the only one who's honest with the facts,
And I'm sorry, honey, this time you're the sucker.
I'm a heartless bastard motherf**ker.
Just for a second here with a straight face I am sick of the sinners
Always making out they're saints.
As far as I can tell we're the ones to watch are the ones with their hearts on their sleeves -
Make-up doth protest too much.
So come on everybody, come on,
Don't make me regret ever writing this song -
I need every motherf**ker to sing along.
Well, I'm not the only one who regrets the way they act,
But I seem to be the only one who's honest with the facts,
And I'm sorry, honey, this time you're the sucker.
I'm a heartless bastard goddamn motherf**ker.
Motherf**ker.
And I'm not a patch on you...
'Cause I'm a thingy.
FRANK TURNER:
Well I lie I cheat and I steal,
And I don't give two shits about the way that you feel.
And I barely know who you are,
But I'll break your heart and then I'll sleep in your car.
I'm not dying inside, well, I'm dead.
Yeah, too many people have f**ked with my head,
And now I'm out for revenge.
Well, I'm not the only one who regrets the way they act,
But I seem to be the only one who's honest with the facts,
And I'm sick to death of always being the sucker.
I'm a heartless bastard motherf**ker.
Well, you're a prize specimen -
You look pretty fine, but I don't know where you've been.
You invite me back to your place,
And you feed me drinks to get me out of my face.
You never own up to what you did -
You f**k like an adult and you cry like a kid,
And then you tell your friends I took the piss.
Well, I'm not the only one who regrets the way they act,
But I seem to be the only one who's honest with the facts,
And I'm sorry, honey, this time you're the sucker.
I'm a heartless bastard motherf**ker.
Just for a second here with a straight face I am sick of the sinners
Always making out they're saints.
As far as I can tell we're the ones to watch are the ones with their hearts on their sleeves -
Make-up doth protest too much.
So come on everybody, come on,
Don't make me regret ever writing this song -
I need every motherf**ker to sing along.
Well, I'm not the only one who regrets the way they act,
But I seem to be the only one who's honest with the facts,
And I'm sorry, honey, this time you're the sucker.
I'm a heartless bastard goddamn motherf**ker.
Motherf**ker.
And I'm not a patch on you...
'Cause I'm a thingy.