Burnout Girl (ben Weasel) — текст песни (screeching weasel)

I walk by your house while you`re laying in bed Thoughts of rescuing you race
through my head I`d rip my heart out of my chest and hold it for you to
inspect and while the blood dripped down our hands we could kiss The apartment
ambience is like a motel Little town blues can`t compare to this hell Do you
ever wanna go anywhere but here and now well I`m waiting here alone for you
You somehow ignore the repetitive structures around you that scream
indifference You are inspired by nothingness nothing can alter the scope of
your dreams I`ll still wait while you`re asleep in your bed But the air smells
different out here at three a.m. And all the hopes you`re clinging to will
fall apart inside your room so please come on out and do something else You`re
an enigma you`re so incredible presentable I`d eat you up if I thought you
were edible