The Maker

maker of the lips i kiss

maker of the life i miss

there's the boss who draws the gun

white balloon the setting sun

no i can't roll cuz i'm too lonely

oh my god why won't you hold me

he won’t love me like that

he won't love me like that

maker of the lips i kiss

maker of the life i miss

there's a boss who draws the gun

white balloon the setting sun

no i can't roll cuz i'm too lonely

oh my god why won't you hold me

he won't love me like that

he won't love me like that

he won't love me like that

no i can't roll cuz i'm too lonely

oh my god why won't you hold me

he won't love me like that

he won't love me like that

he won't love me

he won’t love me like that