Lyrics Rocknroll - Lovedrug

Rocknroll

It’s Tuesday and I already hit the bottle
I can’t even fall in love at happy hour
I think i’ll go home now and dream
About the nightmares that could be
Like all my friends turning into my enemies
You’re good at pushing me out
You’re good at pushing me out
You’re good at pushing me out
You’re good at pushing me out
You’re good at pushing me…
Late that night i am awakened by the banshee’s cry
And I am much too scared to get a drink
I see the rusty swing set blow from generations long ago
Under the moonlight the plow is stained by the power of your name
You’re good at pushing me out
You’re good at pushing me out
You’re good at pushing me out
You’re good at pushing me out
You’re good at pushing me…
The farmer’s daughter raises hell when i try to kiss her
Screaming «daddies» now i run
Here’s to sickle swinging fun
You’re good at pushing me out