Jo Smith piosenki

These days things just stain what they used to be Modern kind of love is really just a fantasy But you're like a sweet nostalgia, A flashback ever since I found you. Ohh, I've been waiting for you Spare me like a (?) and save my soul like a (?) Love m...

If looks could kill you'd be a smoking gun. I bet I could taste silver dripping off your tongue. When you drag that cigarette I realize I never wanted so bad to be a Lucky Strike. I got x-ray vision from across the room I can only see the good in someth...

I can't taste the bitter for the sweet When the honey's on my lips I forget about the bees. It's the same old song it always been It's gonna break my heart Baby, just play it again. Take me into your backseat arms Fly me boy with your backseat drums D...