Sean Rowe - Ode to Divorce lyrics
[Sean Rowe - Ode to Divorce lyrics]
Is suddenly tasteless i know I'm alone now
I know what it tastes like
So break me to small parts
Let go in small doses
But spare some for spare parts
There might be some good ones
And you might make a dollar
I'm inside your mouth now
Behind your tonsils peeking over your molars
You're talking to her now
And you're making that face that I like
When you're going in for the kill
For the killer kiss
I need your money it'll help me
I need your car and I need your love
I need your money it'll help me
I need your car and I need your love
So won't you help a brother out?
Won't you help a brother out?
Won't you help a brother out out out out out?
Break me to small parts
Let go in small doses
But spare some for spare parts
You might make a dollar
And you might make a dollar
There might be some good ones
You might make a dollar
There might be some good ones
Break me to small parts
Let go in small doses
But spare some for spare parts
There might be some good ones
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