Текст Colette Carr – F16

Brushing on my lipstick, hit me with the throwback,
Small white and fresh chew me up like a tic-tac
Hit me with the clip to the click to the clack
Everything passed in a flash of the Kodak
So run running man run as fast as you can
Hit me with the numb with the jack to the chan,
Gotta put it down like a bad hand with the mac10 like a backhand,
Remember back when you would chase me down like a PacMan
Upside down in the world in a handstand,
Now I see your lies in the eyes of a catscan, how can I be Robin if you can’t be my Batman?
I feel the pressures on me, I’ll be your precious army, I really need you to know.
With your F16 flying over me, dropping every bomb like a masterpiece,
With your F16 flying over me, laying it out like a casualty.
You can take away almost everything but you’ll never take away my heart.
You can take away almost everything but you’ll never take away my heart, never take away my heart, take away take take away my heart.
With an M16 and a Glock to the face though, blew me away spent cheap like a peso
Stole my mind leave me like a bagel, hole in my head now I’m stuck as a leggo.
Said I’m your center but you were my staple- so far gone in a bind and a tangle,
Going down south now I’m tripping San Diego, stuck at the boarder in a hot Winnebago.
O but it’s so cliché, ace high went to waist with your poor play,
could’ve had a diamond but you lost me in a poor raise, poor taste now a closed case.
Pop like a PPK, semi automatic, CC sprays, Hot villa Tiki Bay, gotta get away alleviate.
I feel the pressures on me, I’ll be your precious army, I really need you to know.
With your F16 flying over me, dropping every bomb like a masterpiece,
With your F16 flying over me, laying it out like a casualty.
You can take away almost everything but you’ll never take away my heart.

You can take away almost everything but you’ll never take away my heart, never take away my heart, take away take take away my heart.
Every little feeling that I stacked in a rack,
Every little plan got lost so I ran,
Cold war status C.O.D.,
Got me all surrounded V.I.P.
With your love gone I’m stung as a needle
Clean as a whistle colt desert eagle,
Couldn’t see the day when you said it was over
Chalked me out like the white cliffs of Dover.