You lead me down an aisle of roses.
Leading was always your favourite game.
Deceiving me with your candy mouth,
You lead me down an aisle of shame.
Simple times breed simple thoughts,
Like it was all in my head
And the answers will be questioned in your bed
And i hope she doesn't love you back.
I hope she doesn't love you back.
Apr 16, 2016
Apr 16, 2016 at 11:47 AM UTC
You lead me down an aisle of roses.
Leading was always your favourite game.
Deceiving me with your candy mouth,
You lead me down an aisle of shame.
Simple times breed simple thoughts,
Like it was all in my head
And the answers will be questioned in your bed
And i hope she doesn't love you back.
I hope she doesn't love you back.
~lyrics~
