Clumsy Songtext
von Poor Rich Ones

I′d like to smell gold that comes with September
I'd like to drink on the way

I am leaving at the end of this month
Take all the things that you would like
To do me when I am free
And you mean the strangest view
And ′cus I'm the one to blame for all the shame

I feel so clumsy, and you think I'm tired of you
I′m not the least proud of that


I am leaving at the end of this month
Take all the things that you would like
To do me when I am free
And you mean the strangest view
And ′cus I'm the one to blame for all the shame

Take all the things that you would like
To do me when I am free
And you mean the strangest view
And ′cus I'm the one to blame for all the shame

Take all the things that you would like
To do me when I am free
And you mean the strangest view
And ′cus I'm the one to blame for all the shame