Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Miss Messenger , by - Bleach Blonde. Song from the album Starving Artist, in the genre Иностранный рокRelease date: 22.09.2013
Record label: Rise
Song language: English
Miss Messenger |
| Your entire life is a fetish |
| You got the looks but you ain’t got the mechanics |
| And it’s my fault; |
| and I gotta get it right (So get it right) |
| Tracing down the back roads of this city |
| I’m tired, giving in to what has been |
| A weekend of victimless crime |
| This harmless messenger whispers in my ear that it’s time |
| (Pre) |
| So I commit, go up the stairs-- the second door on the right |
| 'til you walked in |
| I hadn’t seen a girl that made me feel like… |
| Spilling my guts |
| Would you like to know more? |
| I’m all out of breath, it’s hard to speak |
| You’re naked on the floor |
| Falling down this staircase so effortlessly |
| I’ve gotta make an exit, like my entrance |
| So convincing that I’m fine |
| (Pre) |
| So I commit, go up the stairs-- the second door on the right |
| Until you walked in |
| I hadn’t seen a girl that made me feel like… |
| Spilling my guts |
| Would you like to know more? |
| I’m all out of breath, it’s hard to speak |
| You’re naked on the floor |
| (Bridge) |
| These flashy girls, they got so much time on their hands |
| It’s hard to keep up |
| The East Village would dry up |
| If the trust funds could expire |
| Your entire life is a fetish |
| You got the looks but you ain’t got the mechanics |
| And it’s my fault; |
| and I gotta get it right (So get it right) |
| Spilling my guts |
| Would you like to know more? |
| I’m all out of breath, it’s hard to speak |
| You’re naked on the floor |
| Never once did I believe that you weren’t worth it |
| But I never thought of consequences |
| You start your fires. |
| Why won’t you let me see |
| Your red and deepest, darkest desires? |
| I’ll keep them secret |