I feel soon I will sink into you What do you think? 'Cause there's still blood in your hair And I've got the bruise of the year But there's something about her long, shady eyes I'm all about her shade tonight I hate your tattoos You have weak wrists But I'll keep you 'Cause there's something about her long, shady eyes I'm all about her shade tonight Well, it's too bad It's too bad It's too bad You're married to me
