2 Testo

Testo 2

I learned politeness on my motherÝ´s knee
I learned by uprightness my number of friends should increase
When I think about the things IÝ´ve done
I laugh out loud to no one
Yeah to no one

Chorus:
Coz itÝ´s so hard to meet
The eyes that I see
When I try to open up my heart
ThereÝ´s something inside me Ý´n I know itÝ´s good
But understanding is misunderstood
At the end of a smile; thereÝ´s a laugh Ý´n a 1/2

But I became honest Mr. Mistaken
In spie of the curves my smile was makinÝ´
Bumpers and kickers in one big stream
I grew up in a life size pin ball machine
Yeah theyÝ´re mean

Chorus

On my behalf
ThereÝ´s something inside me Ý´n I know itÝ´s good
But understanding is misunderstood
At the end of a smile; therÝ´s a laugh Ý´n a 1/2

I tried to fill some silence
Coz the silence feels so long
I knew the ice was gettinÝ´ thinner
But I kept skating on
My mother threw me into this world as a winner
But by the light of the yellow beer
they tell jokes IÝ´ll never get to hear

On my behalf
ThereÝ´s something inside me...
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