Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song It's A Metaphor, Fool, artist - Say Anything. Date of issue: 30.09.2005
Song language: English
It's A Metaphor, Fool |
| Sixteen names on my list |
| But none of them could ever get me hot like this, yeah! |
| Got your scars on my wrist |
| You’re safe inside my fist |
| Now let the fun begin! |
| Sing! |
| All you are to me is dead skin |
| Flaking off my hand onto the pavement |
| All you are to me is dead skin |
| Breaking up my band won’t bring you payment |
| Whoa, oh, oh |
| Love like no other |
| Whoa, oh, oh, oh |
| We told your mother |
| Whoa, oh, oh |
| Love like no other |
| Whoa, oh, oh, oh |
| We told your mother |
| So here’s the plan |
| You’re giving in to every sick demand |
| Buying the band our own apartment |
| Here is your past |
| Flashing forward out to whip your ass |
| Into the form adorned when you were born |
| Whoa, oh, oh |
| Love like no other |
| Whoa, oh, oh, oh |
| We told your mother |
| Whoa, oh, oh |
| Love like no other |
| Whoa, oh, oh, oh |
| We told your mother, baby boy |
| All you are to me is dead |
| All you are to me is dead |
| All you are to me is dead skin |
| All you are to me is dead |
| Sixteen bullets split your head |
| All you are to me is dead skin |
| All you are to me is dead |
| All you are to me is dead |
| All you are to me is dead skin |
| All you are to me is dead |
| Sixteen bullets split your head |
| All you are to me is dead skin |