Uploaded June 2008 | Updated September 2026, 3 hours ago
I've been feeling a little blue lately, and as a result, this song was written.
Body ache. My skin hurts to touch. If knew that it wouldn't hurt much, i'd end it all if you'd turn my way. By the way, everytime we fight, on my way home at night I hope I break my nose on the steering wheel just to make you feel like you love me. Then when I'm laying there helpless in the clean white sheets in agony, your heart will cry. Why? Oh why?
I've been feeling a little blue lately, and as a result, this song was written.
Body ache. My skin hurts to touch. If knew that it wouldn't hurt much, i'd end it all if you'd turn my way. By the way, everytime we fight, on my way home at night I hope I break my nose on the steering wheel just to make you feel like you love me. Then when I'm laying there helpless in the clean white sheets in agony, your heart will cry. Why? Oh why?
