I feel soon I will sink into you What do you think? 'Cause there's still blood in your hair Got the bruise of the year But there's something about her long, shady eyes I'm all about her shade tonight I hate your tattoos You have weak wrists, but I'll keep you 'Cause there's something about her long, shady eyes I'm all about her shade tonight Well, it's too bad, it's too bad It's too bad you're married to me