Hurt - Sally Slips

Bitter sweet sleep, summer street Looks at me and then she bleats out a streak This just means she got her weed But not a bong, who’s tired? Don’t we all just want a little piece of release? Comfort me and cum for me again I think she just might be the one Now we sleep deep under sheets With what's going underneath Who was she, or who was he? Who reaped the benefit of love this time? what’s it all? Since I could neither fuck it, or cover it I’d rather smother it To come to where it goes Cause it'll come to where it goes And when it comes to where it goes Well then it goes away If it looks just like it, it smells just like it, it felt just like it Well, then, it might just be the one Well, if it looked just like it, it felt just like it, you melt just like it And, then, it just might be the one (She just might be the one, She just might be the one, She just might be the one, Just might be the one) It comes just like echoes, it goes just like echoes, it goes just like echoes, it goes just like a ghost Cause then she comes to where it goes Cause it will come to where it goes And when it comes to where it goes Well then it comes just like it’s told Sally slipped again in deep with them there was not a thing of you to love You lied all this time you were alone Sleeping ghosts in the end Now we are both... but now it's time ... delivers in the memories I've got the medicine. to looks just like it Smells just like it It felt just like it You might just buy it If it looks just like it It sucks just like it It fucks just like it Well then is got to be the one You know me… here You own me… here You’re only… here