More songs by overtonight throwaways
More songs by overtonight
Description
Lyricist: Stephen Faulkner
Lyrics and translation
Original
Hey there girl, she was a dream and girl, there's nothing the way she done it, nothing in the world.
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, you make the world, you make me happy for it, you're mine.
I wake up and I don't have time for this no more. I mop the puke off from my floor.
I hate your face, but hate mine more. I waste away lying on my floor.
Why do my days all feel like war?
Oh, ah, I left a note outside your- Hey there girl, she was a dream and girl, there's nothing the way she done it, nothing in the world.
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, you make the world, you make me happy for it, you're mine.
I wake up and I don't have time for this no more. I mop the puke off from my floor.
I hate your face, but hate mine more. I waste away lying on my floor.
Why do my days all feel like war? Oh, ah,
I left a note outside your door.
Hey there girl, she was a dream and girl, there's nothing the way she done it, nothing in the world.
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, you make the world, you make me happy for it, you're mine.