Were heading for an uncatholic wedding Throwing that snowy white guilty rice My guilty head Im cleaning the old toyotas shining I neutralized simonized each dirty spot With rags of your torn shirt My heart is franchised To the eternally capsized Im always falling of Relatively small boats But if you learn to love me Then ill learn to like you Simple things, they always tangle up So thanks for the giving But i cant give you back A single thing Hit it Therell be an extra ball for you Between the uneven scores And the selfelected who*es of fame You fight it My pulvarizer some clean horizon All things change So why shouldnt we So if you learn to hate me Then ill learn to love you Simple things, they say they always tangle up So thanks for the giving But i cant give you back A single thing