Peaches के बोल

My dear we’ve reached the Moon It came and left so soon I could tell that you don’t know I could tell that you don’t know any better I could tell that you don’t know I could tell that you don’t know any better You have a tough skin But how can you feel me through leather? And you don’t wanna be here Pick another rose Thinking that a weed would help it grow, it don’t You don’t wanna be here Pick another rose Thinking we could grow out of the sand, we won’t I could tell that you don’t know I could tell that you don’t know any better I could tell that you don’t know I could tell that you don’t know any better You have a tough skin But how can you feel me through leather? My dear the peach is bruised It tastes like we are through I could tell that you don’t know I could tell that you don’t know any better I could tell that you don’t know I could tell that you don’t know any better You have a tough skin But how can you feel me through leather? And you don’t wanna be here Pick another rose Thinking that a weed would help it grow, it don’t You don’t wanna be here Pick another rose Thinking we could grow out of the sand, we won’t I could tell that you don’t know I could tell that you don’t know any better I could tell that you don’t know I could tell that you don’t know any better You have a tough skin But how can you feel me through leather? Hush now darling it’s not a big deal Peaches bruise and this love is not real Hush now darling it’s not a big deal Pick another love, pick another love Hush now darling it’s not a big deal Peaches bruise and this love is not real Hush now darling it’s not a big deal Pick another love, pick another love And you don’t wanna be here Pick another rose Thinking that a weed would help it grow, it don’t You don’t wanna be here Pick another rose Thinking we could grow out of the sand, we won’t I could tell that you don’t know I could tell that you don’t know any better I could tell that you don’t know I could tell that you don’t know any better You have a tough skin But how can you feel me through leather? And you don’t wanna be here Pick another rose Thinking that a weed would help it grow, it don’t You don’t wanna be here Pick another rose Thinking we could grow out of the sand, we won’t I could tell that you don’t know I could tell that you don’t know any better I could tell that you don’t know I could tell that you don’t know any better You have a tough skin But how can you feel me through leather?