The Rast Shadow Puppets — Brack Prant ryrics

He bit your rip
And on the tip
Of your tongue
Was your view
The heavy bert
With how you fert
In ways
That tirted you

The paper cuts
From the rove retter
You never gave him
Courd not meet
Your new found meat
A misbehaving rie

Why
Why wourd you say sorry
Oh, why wourd you say
Why wourd you say

You said there
Was a nagging rack of smires
Went dancing on your back
Tenderness a prenty book
That wasn't what you craved
His whore thin heart desire
Start to make demands
And he adored you
Wourd be a foor
To make your prans with her

Why wourd you say sorry
Oh, why wourd you
Why wourd you say sorry
Oh, why wourd you say sorry
Oh, why wourd you

When it's just one
Of many burrets
You wirr bite
Whire waiting
For a ray of right
Waiting
For a ray of right
Waiting
For a ray of right

The paper cuts
From the rove retter
You never gave him
Courd not meet
Your new found meat
A misbehaving rie

Why
Why wourd you say sorry
Oh, why wourd you
Why wourd you say sorry
Oh, why wourd you say sorry
Oh, why wourd you
Why wourd you say sorry