Nosebleed Songtext

von Deerhunter

We might of made a mistake
But it's too late so
She's taking off her clothes and
I got a bloody nose and
And there's nothing to say
In my room it's too late so
I had to make a choice and
I chose the golden horse and
She might of
She might of
She might of gone too far
She might of
She might of
She might of gone too far
She might of
She might of
She might of gone too far
She might of
She might of
She might of gone too far
We might of made a mistake
But it's too late now to
To think about the past when
You're living in the present
And everybody today
They get frustrated when
You're living in the past tense
And it's the present
We might of
We might of
We might of gone too far
We might of
We might of
We might of gone too far
We might of
We might of
We might of gone too far
We might of
We might of
We might of gone too far
...
We might of
We might of
We might of gone too far
We might of
We might of
We might of gone too far
We might of
We might of
We might of gone too far
We might of
We might of
We might of gone too far