Idioma Origen:
paintings they fall off your walls when you come
traipsing in with your horse
your six string guitar is a mess silver bullets
hanging off yr dress
now i remember what i meant to be-to replace
your history
who let that girl into this room-so innocent yet
doomed
(chorus): who shot the poison arrow
here she comes-yeh-shes playing hard to get
there she goes-a promise you can never forget
mirrors,they black out and freeze when you pull
me in too too deep
everytime i handcuff you i know i come closer to
the truth
now i remember whati meant to say-to count
all my blessings today
who let that girl into this room-so innocent
yet doomed
(chorus)
Idioma Destino:
paintings they fall off your walls when you come
traipsing in with your horse
your six string guitar is a mess silver bullets
hanging off yr dress
now i remember what i meant to be-to replace
your history
who let that girl into this room-so innocent yet
doomed
(chorus): who shot the poison arrow
here she comes-yeh-shes playing hard to get
there she goes-a promise you can never forget
mirrors,they black out and freeze when you pull
me in too too deep
everytime i handcuff you i know i come closer to
the truth
now i remember whati meant to say-to count
all my blessings today
who let that girl into this room-so innocent
yet doomed
(chorus)