Oh good Lord above, i'm immune to the love of a good man
|
I go for the suckers, the mean motherf*ckers I can't resist.
|
If I should get bitten. As long as he's smitten I understand
|
That pain comes with pleaure, such bittersweet treasure cannot be missed.
|
|
So how could you help me now?
|
I can't help myself....
|
|
I go on and jump, give it a try
|
Checking the parachute, see if it flies.
|
I don't care if I should fall I never bruise...
|
Go on and jump, give it a try
|
Don't call the ambulance, i'm still alive
|
And if I should break my neck i'll make the news.
|
|
The Friday night ritual of pulling habitual non-entities.
|
The lawyers, the bankers, the next morning thank yous and "call you soon..."
|
These public school faces, I thought time erases one's misery
|
Oh no, it comes back to haunt you, old photos will taunt of your big mistake
|
|
So how can you save me now?
|
I can't save myself....
|
|
I go on and jump, give it a try
|
Checking the parachute, see if it flies.
|
I don't care if I should fall I never bruise...
|
Go on and jump, give it a try
|
Don't call the ambulance, i'm still alive
|
And if I should break my neck i'll make the news.
|
|
So how can you save me now?
|
I can't save myself....
|
|
I go on and jump, give it a try
|
Checking the parachute, see if it flies.
|
I don't care if I should fall I never bruise...
|
Go on and jump, give it a try
|
Don't call the ambulance, i'm still alive
|
And if I should break my neck i'll make the news.
|
I go on and jump, give it a try
|
Don't call the ambulance, i'm still alive
|
And if I should break my neck i'll make the news.
|
|
-----------------
|
Jump
|
| Nerina Pallot |
