
Date of issue: 29.06.2014
Song language: English
Drawing Board |
I’ll fill your pillowcase up with snakes, |
The man-eating kind |
Though you call yourself a woman, |
I doubt if they would mind |
Oh my, oh Oh my |
There’s just one problem with my plan |
You spend your nights with another man |
Oh you don’t rest your head in mine no more |
I gotta take my blood back to the drawing board |
Oh my, oh Oh, my Oh, my, my Oh lady, |
I’m a heartache |
I’m a desperate plan in hands |
Oh, I’m a blueprint in the sand, |
Oh my You mentioned taking a holiday, and I recalled you couldn’t swim |
So I booked us scuba diving off the North coast of Belgium |
Oh my, oh Oh my |
And I drew an image in my head of you sinking just like lead |
But I never found you washed up on the shore |
I gotta take my blood back to the drawing board |
Oh my, oh Oh, oh, my Oh, my, my Oh lately, |
I’m a heartache |
I’m a desperate plan in hands |
Oh, I’m a blueprint in the sand |
Oh my Oh, I’m the one you seldom came to see |
Oh, I was hidden |
Oh, I’ve been busy working on my scheme |
Oh, to teach you how to hurt |
You said you needed a haircut |
I recommended Mr Todd |
Of all the men in this big bad world, he’s perfect for the job |
Oh my, oh Oh, oh, my Oh, my, my Oh lately, |
I’m a heartache |
I’m a desperate plan in hands |
Oh, I’m a blueprint in the sand |
Oh lately, |
I’m a heartache |
I’m a desperate plan in hands |
Oh, I’m a blueprint in the sand |
Oh lately, |
I’m a heartache, and I haven’t seen you since |
So now I’m praying that your mince all mine |