Texty: Sonic Youth. Washing Machine. Becuz.

And wish I could change the way that you feel
Standin' with him you feel more real
Lookin' so sweet with all your might
Trusted in him to put it night

Holdin' his hand like a brand new kite
Blue eyes sparkle open, alright
Wish I could see, the girl who'd fight
Playin' and laughin' and tryin' to show it

Runnin' and fallin' and dyin' to know it
Starin' you down with her gaze, hold it
Wish I could free you but I can't, don't blow it

Angel
Gonna show it
Lord
The Devil, go on hold it
Angel
Gonna show it
Lord
Lord help me

Becuz of you, becuz of you, becuz of you, becuz of you
Becuz of you, becuz of you, becuz of you, becuz of you
Becuz of you, becuz of you, becuz of you, becuz of you
Becuz of you, becuz of you, becuz of you, becuz of you

Wish I could free you, but I can't, don't blow it
Wish I could free you, but I can't, don't know it