Shine
She was a girl that would read your fortune
Like a bad musician she played it all wrong
Never had no rhyme or reason
She'd say your taste is out of season
She's always been to places you haven't gone to yourself
She only seems at home when she is trashing someone else
Forever into books like Secret Ways to Read the Mind
She comes on to you, grabs you collar, looks you in the eye
Brillo
Ella era una chica que leería tu fortuna
Como una mala músico, lo tocaba todo mal
Nunca tuvo ni rima ni razón
Diría que tu gusto está pasado de moda
Siempre ha ido a lugares a los que tú no has ido
Solo parece estar en casa cuando está criticando a alguien más
Siempre metida en libros como 'Formas Secretas de Leer la Mente'
Se te acerca, te agarra del cuello, te mira a los ojos
Escrita por: Brian Dennis