Jawbreaker Songtext
von The Dead Weather

I run so far away from you
Don′t matter where I've been
Run around the world from you
And here you are again

You′re a real jawbreaker
A real crook, obscene
I'd call you a heartbreaker
But I reserve that for prettier things


I tried to kill the memory
?
You must get a psychic sting?
And here you are again

You're a real jawbreaker
A real crook, obscene
I′d call you a heartbreaker
But I reserve that for nicer things

I run so far away from you
It don′t matter where I've been
I run around the world from you
And here you are again


You′re a real jawbreaker
A real crook, obscene
I'd call you a heartbreaker
But I reserve that for nicer things