Текст песни Viza - Pinches

For what its worth I’ll keep your tears in a jar.
I wake up now and then and stumble through the stars.

For what its worth I’ll mince your words on a tat.
My body’s bruised, now scratch my back.

I used to love you.
And now I loathe you.
I’m off the hinges,
you’re full of pinches.

Oh toodle-oo my little sugar from Capetown.
You’re such a tiger, I’m such a clown.

Bonjour my pretty pretty pretty Maggie-Anne.
Is that my picture? On your nightstand?

I used to love you.
And now I loathe you.
I’m off the hinges,
you’re full of pinches.

Your two eyes are like two fireflies that light the darkest caves in Pompeii.
Your soft skin is like a feathered fin in a pond of gimps, I can’t win.
You’re all mine. The sex is asinine. I don’t mind cause you’re all mine.
You’re all mine. The sex is asinine. I do mind. I do mind.

I used to love you.
And now I loathe you.
I’m off the hinges,
you’re full of pinches.