Joanie Loves Chachi - Issa Knife

If you wanna say that roses are red and and not pink eye old
If you're trying to tell me violets are blue would you let me know
I hope
There's a cross stamped into your forehead lines and I won't
Oh no
Issa knife sticking out of your back and it's dripping all over
The floor

One thing we never wanted there to be
Another article of clothing in the way

Everything happens by chance you gonna prove it
Bring you around to my time you wanna hear this
Love song I wrote
I'm losing control
Everything happens by chance you gonna prove it
Bring you around to my time you wanna hear this
Love song I wrote
I'm losing control

If you think you've got in over your head will you let me know
When your litter box of principal thoughts are on fire I choke
On the smoke
And your pedigree of uncommon sense doesn't work cause it's broke
I know
Just an exercise in trust for your paranoid thoughts are all only
For show

One thing we never wanted there to be
Another article of clothing in the way

Everything happens by chance you gonna prove it
Bring you around to my time you wanna hear this
Love song I wrote
I'm losing control
Everything happens by chance you gonna prove it
Bring you around to my time you wanna hear this
Love song I wrote
I'm losing control

I'm losing control

Written by:
Dean Young

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