Her Beautiful Ideas VERSE 1 she used to say about love, that it should come from above and it should come from below she used to say my love wear the lips of a saint and the hips of a whore and when we'd walk along the street she'd say if it rains now, i hope to God it pours and with her beautiful ideas, she'd cut me in half, clean this broad sword.. and now i~
REF. i just cant seem to get out of bed anymore.. yeah and now my~ my heart hangs worn and weak like an old wire door and now i~ i just cant seem to get out of bed anymore~
VERSE 2 she used to say that magic was the edge and science and God they were the sides of a copper penny piece yeah and its far better to keep it spinning and spinning and spinning than for one side to fall and to freeze Oh and when we'd walk along the pier
well she'd point out the waves and say under there thats where we go when we're asleep you know once she let it slip that i was the best of the beautiful ideas and now i~
REF i just cant seem to get out of bed anymore.. yeah and now my~ my heart hangs worn and weak like an old wire door and now i~ i just cant seem to get out of bed anymore~
VERSE 3 she used to say 'lets get naked and get under the sheets' X 8
REF. i just cant seem to get out of bed anymore.. yeah and now my~ my heart hangs worn and weak like an old wire door and now i~ i just cant seem to get out of bed anymore YEAHH~