Bloody Knuckles Songtext
von Petite League

Scuffed up tennis shoes
She lives just one more chainlink over (back to you)
Back through the middle
With the wire cutters over my shoulder
Trampled the flowers coming over (all for you)
Back through the middle just a petty criminal

When my heart′s on fire
I'll burn my tongue for you
All the rich kids play their heartless music
While I′m crying over my bloody knuckles
Ain't it hard, to feel this good?
It ain't hard to look this good


(All for you)

Oh, the band sounds like stage fright
Like late night fighting
I want a normal life in here
And if all we′vе got to remember
Is a changing city
And scars from a chainlink accidеnt
I′ll take that with me


When my heart's on fire
I′ll burn my tongue for you
All the rich kids play their heartless music
While I'm crying over my bloody knuckles
Ain′t it hard, to feel this good?
It ain't hard to look this good