Why do all the best girls have a loaded gun
Immortal group of killers ready for landing
And why do all the best girls never look behind
Before you cut their long hair and forget to be honest
I try to get answers from the others
Instead of myself
one of the questions on the road
is Do I ever find a way home
Why do all the best girls never look like whores
They have friends to talk to and hold on to
And why do all the best girls never f*ck it up
Before you cut their hair and decide to be honest
I try to get answers from the others
Instead of myself
one of the questions on the road
is Do I ever find my way home
I know you have something to look for
I know you have something you hate to show
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Why do all the best girls have a loaded gun
Immortal group of killers ready for landing
And why do all the best girls never look behind
Before you cut their long hair and forget to be honest
I try to get answers from the others
Instead of myself
one of the questions on the road
is Do I ever find a way home
Why do all the best girls never look like whores
They have friends to talk to and hold on to
And why do all the best girls never f*ck it up
Before you cut their hair and decide to be honest
I try to get answers from the others
Instead of myself
one of the questions on the road
is Do I ever find my way home
I know you have something to look for
I know you have something you hate to show
Immortal group of killers ready for landing
And why do all the best girls never look behind
Before you cut their long hair and forget to be honest
I try to get answers from the others
Instead of myself
one of the questions on the road
is Do I ever find a way home
Why do all the best girls never look like whores
They have friends to talk to and hold on to
And why do all the best girls never f*ck it up
Before you cut their hair and decide to be honest
I try to get answers from the others
Instead of myself
one of the questions on the road
is Do I ever find my way home
I know you have something to look for
I know you have something you hate to show
Writer: ANSSI TAPANI NORDBERG, JANNE TAPIO HEIKKONEN, VILLE TOMI TAPANI MALJA
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management