Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pretty Little Girl, artist - blink-182.
Date of issue: 18.02.2013
Song language: English
Pretty Little Girl |
Nineteen, your eyes are glowing to my beating heart |
Oh, it seems like it is fine as my hand is moving up your arm |
And you never really know where it goes up until it starts |
I got my eye on you, whatcha gonna do? |
Daydream near a stream with the linear bites |
Oh, I listen to the song on repeat from the other night |
And I can’t picture you, but I sure got the feeling right |
What a crazy world, pretty little girl |
And we wake from the night in a bed with a bruise |
And we’re laughing out loud over the craziest news |
And you reached for my hand, I was scared in your room |
We fell on the floor and we started to move |
And your hands were like birds as they flew from the coop |
Up my back, they would climb just as I came unglued |
She said, «If you break my heart, then I’ll change your mind |
And I’ll do it again» |
If you play the part, then I will play mine |
And I’ll do it again |
If we miss the mark, if we hold on tight |
We’ll be there to try it again |
Nineteen as we roll across the bedroom floor |
Your eyes, they cannot lie, as you’re dreaming of our future home |
And the kids are growing up, as you and I, we are growing old |
What a crazy world, pretty little girl |
In the rain, with the drink from the back of the bar |
I would raise up my voice, you would raise it up more |
We’d forget that our lives being apart, it is hard |
We’d thought we were close, but it still feels far |
Can we learn to get by if we learn to have scars? |
If we learn to forgive and accept who we are |
She said, «If you break my heart, then I’ll change your mind |
And I’ll do it again» |
If you play the part, then I will play mine |
And I’ll do it again |
If we miss the mark, if we hold on tight |
We’ll be here to do it again |
Wait a minute, hold up a second |
Don’t leave me here with this feeling, like I’m the one full of regret |
Like I never did good for us both, like you never did |
Pull out that weapon |
And stick that knife in my back, was I supposed to accept it |
When your words are like |
More than just sticks and stones, kinda like a bullet |
A hollow tip that’s lodged in my bones, and I can’t just swallow it |
My pride is more than all that I own, so I gotta give it away |
And some of the times I’m all the way wrong |
But can’t you see past me and see my fucked up home |
That made me the meanest, the devil is just singing along |
To the song I write 'til I’m alone at night |
And I hang up the phone and bite my tongue |
'Cause I know that me and you is just only right, but |
One, one, one, one… |
It’s a cry from the past, we have been through a lot |
Every year has been great and a few have been tough |
And your kids, they will reach for the stars up above |
We’ll sit and relax as we’re cheering them on |
The ropes to the light from the crib to the grave |
We started alone, in the end we’re okay |
She said «If you break my heart, then I’ll change your mind |
And I’ll do it again» |
If you play the part, then I will play mine |
And I’ll do it again |
If we miss the mark, if we hold on tight |
We’ll be there to try it again |