Tekstovi: Wild Strawberries. Trampoline.

I don't need directions
I can see the course
You don't need to whisper baby
I've heard it all before

Hate and lemon
Under your nails
I don't need protection
I don't need to show your telling tail

I don't need your prohibition
I don't need to score
You can keep your liquor
Baby that's for sure

Whine and silver
Under your feet
I don't know what moves you
I can't even see when I'm on my knees

Baby give that quiver to me
I can shoot an arrow through anything
Please don't give me your reasons
I'll never need them when I'm on my trampoline

I have seen the devil
Looking for the chord
I can make your carbon copy
Sullen and adored

Tongue and courage
Under your skin
I don't need your resolution
I don't need to sort what could have been

Baby give that quiver to me
I can shoot an arrow through anything
Please don't give me your reasons
I'll never need them when I'm on my trampoline

Tolerance is petty
Misery is bored
Someone slipped the combination
Underneath the door

Tongue and courage
Under your skin
I don't need your resolution
I don't need to sort what could have been

Baby give that quiver to me
I can shoot an arrow through anything
Please don't give me your reasons
I'll never need them when I'm on my trampoline