A few too many
With the intention of blurring your face
I'm not ready
You gone have to lift me out this place
I don't have to read your lips to realize
You are just as fucked up as I am
Saying baby be mine
As I'm slipping off my Levi's
I can feel your heart beneath mine
It don't belong to me, nah
Well, well, well, well
You look like heaven and you hurt like hell, hell, hell, hell
You look like heaven and you hurt like hell
Hold me steady
Don't pretend that you don't know my name
Left two 20s
On the dash of your '98 Cabriolet
Oh, yeah I don't have to read your lips to realize
You are just as fucked up as I am
Saying baby be mine
As I'm slipping off my Levi's
I can feel your heart beneath mine
It don't belong to me, nah
Well, well, well, well
You look like heaven and you hurt like hell, hell, hell, hell
You look like heaven and you hurt like hell
Saying baby be mine
As I'm slipping off my Levi's
I can feel your heart beneath mine
It don't belong to me, nah
Well, well, well, well
You look like heaven and you hurt like hell, hell, hell, hell
You look like heaven and you hurt like hell
(You look like heaven and you hurt like hell, ah)