Letra da Música Under The Kicks (Alcala Mash-Up) de Dan Alcala

You left your blood stain on the floor
You set your sights on him
You left a hand print on the door,
Like all the boys before, like all the boys before
(boys boys boys boys)

This is our luck, baby, running out
Her clothes were never off
We still have hours to run about
To scale the map, to scale the map,
To get us back on track

We're under the sheets and you're killing me
In our house made of paper, your words all over me
We're under the sheets and you're killing me

In here the world won't bring us down
Our plan is golden
Out there a lonely girl could drown
In here we're frozen

Where did the people go?
My hands are empty
You're not the answer I should know
Like all the boys before, like all the boys before
(whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)

We're under the sheets and you're killing me
In our house made of paper, your words all over me
We're under the sheets and you're killing me

We're under the sheets and you're killing me
In our house made of paper, your words all over me
We're under the sheets and you're killing me

We're in a mess baby, we're in a mess babe
Your more is less babe (oh, oh)
We're in a mess baby, we're in a mess babe
Your more is less babe (oh, oh)

We're under the sheets and you're killing me
In our house made of paper, your words all over me
We're under the sheets and you're killing me
Like all the boys before, like all the boys before

We're under the sheets and you're killing me
In our house made of paper, your words all over me
We're under the sheets and you're killing me
Killing me, killing me, killing me

And you're killing me
In our house made of paper, your words all over me
We're under the sheets and you're killing me
Killing me, killing me, killing me