In which All Young Girls Are Machine Guns comes back with another song. To perhaps entertain you? To blow your ears off for sure. Seriously guys, someday I'll have a condenser microphone. Then we'll be good.
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I Don't Know
I've been driving through the night
I can see it now, I can see the daylight
Hear some church bells ringing
Trying to tempt me to go inside
I've been wrestling with your voice
I've had the windows down, it's been two below
I don't seem to know the answers here
Maybe I'll find them in those church bells
I don't know
I believe in this thing called love
Even though it tears us into a million pieces
And though it steals my soul
I can't help it, I just keep on giving
I hear the preacher saying you love me
And I can't help but be afraid
If you know who I really was inside
You'd run away
I don't know
He was wearing his Burt or Ernie shirt
I'd been crying
He told me he loved me but he couldn't be around me
That's when I started driving
Sitting here resting my bones
And this loneliness won't leave me alone
Two thousand miles I've roamed
And I don't know that I'm going home
I don't know
your voice always makes me happy.
hopeonatenspeed 2 years ago
I feel the same way about you and your shiny personality. I have a feeling we would get along really well. Also, I like your bunny. :)
beckstraordinary 2 years ago