Loaded forecast on you

the pants are tight

you are ready to use

searching for some trouble

whos gonna be the one

and try to feed your hunger

empty eyes

leading your own sorrow

none to get on

none to roll over this night honey

the lavatory is open

as you blocked his head away

twenty-one is such a good number

conversation lost its weight anyway

we are walking on a thin line

no you better stay away from this

and shut your mug

and read my lips

we are just kids



do you talk to me

pull the string

so I can be a doll

you wont cover me up

cause Im the girl who kisses the dawn

kiss the dawn

kiss the dawn



rebel mad and broken

why do you throw your days away

twenty-one was not a good number

conversation lost its hate anyway

you are walking on a thin line

and you better avoid the risk

so shut your mug

and read my lips

we are just kids



do you talk to me

pull the string

so I can be your doll

you wont cover me up

cause Im the girl who kisses the dawn

dont you talk to me

pull the string

dont want to be your doll

you wont cover me up

because Im the girl who eats the scrub





[Thanks to catimng@hotmail.com for these lyrics]