Gilsenan

歌詞

Her lipstick's in the ashtray Could be the back of a story She wears the heels of her shoes down Scanning the skyline Her diary's tied in a ribbon Times giving nothing away Ignites the hearts of the cool kids Walking the ashes They say kill your speed not a kid but When all the kids get cars they're never home You never call me With good advice You talk too loud with Words that look like they sound Can I hang from the mirror? With all the books that ride in the back seat Can I steal from your notebook? With all the names you've discarded