Besitos Songtext
von Pierce the Veil
Besitos Songtext
You′re my favorite explosion
A violin with no hands plays symphonies with no words
A drowning boy with no voice prays
Someone out there's telling me
"You′d better not get back up"
I spit my heart into this red cup
I better pick it back up, it might ruin your night
And she said
"Baby, leave the water by the bed for later"
And I woke up without a single drop
I told myself
I'm tired of holding up your backup plans
Go down your list and be satisfied if all you have is not enough
(True love comes from more than just the heart)
She said paint a picture on me
Throw your dress up and your heart away
Yeah, I heard what you said
No, a friend of a friend
These strangers at the party never paid
And if that doesn't turn you on
I′ll keep talking ′till something does
As we're covered in sand you roll over and smile
I told myself
I′m tired of holding up your backup plans
Go down your list and be satisfied, it's all you have
And until that day
I′ll steal you flowers from the cemetery
Red roses
Red rose of the dead
How does it feel to breathe oxygen inside her head?
So say it
Say I'm in love
′Cause you called me crying from your job
Said you just got fired
And you don't have a backup plan
So don't expect me to understand
A diamond bullet and a gun made of gold
She was covered in blood last seen in San Francisco
Yeah
Alright
We all breakdown
Sometimes the bedroom walls become my only friends
But they were there from beginning to end
I′m tired of holding up your backup plans
Go down your list and be satisfied, it′s all you have
You know I've never held a gun in my life
But now I carry one around in case I see you tonight
Bedroom walls
Oh, these bedroom walls
Oh, I hate what it tastes like
A violin with no hands plays symphonies with no words
A drowning boy with no voice prays
Someone out there's telling me
"You′d better not get back up"
I spit my heart into this red cup
I better pick it back up, it might ruin your night
And she said
"Baby, leave the water by the bed for later"
And I woke up without a single drop
I told myself
I'm tired of holding up your backup plans
Go down your list and be satisfied if all you have is not enough
(True love comes from more than just the heart)
She said paint a picture on me
Throw your dress up and your heart away
Yeah, I heard what you said
No, a friend of a friend
These strangers at the party never paid
And if that doesn't turn you on
I′ll keep talking ′till something does
As we're covered in sand you roll over and smile
I told myself
I′m tired of holding up your backup plans
Go down your list and be satisfied, it's all you have
And until that day
I′ll steal you flowers from the cemetery
Red roses
Red rose of the dead
How does it feel to breathe oxygen inside her head?
So say it
Say I'm in love
′Cause you called me crying from your job
Said you just got fired
And you don't have a backup plan
So don't expect me to understand
A diamond bullet and a gun made of gold
She was covered in blood last seen in San Francisco
Yeah
Alright
We all breakdown
Sometimes the bedroom walls become my only friends
But they were there from beginning to end
I′m tired of holding up your backup plans
Go down your list and be satisfied, it′s all you have
You know I've never held a gun in my life
But now I carry one around in case I see you tonight
Bedroom walls
Oh, these bedroom walls
Oh, I hate what it tastes like
Writer(s): Victor Fuentes, Michael Fuentes, David Yaden Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com