Amaretto Sour Lyrics & Chords By Pastel

The calligraphy of the amputee is a sketch of you holding me. July's four thighs, engaging eyes, vacancies of dynamite. Lured you in, I've got you whole. So you can feel me...read more

Stuck sitting in your own mess sinking
Call up arms to search for a better word
A mess you made, a smell you chose
Won't break in front of you Better off on your...read more

It's been such a long time since I've seen your face And lately I ignore the sound of your voice It's leaving me empty Try to forget me These days, our chances are...read more

You should've laid the clothes you were to rest in peace with Out for the people doing the burying They're going to spend hours trying to decide what you would've chosen,...read more

Whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa I stopped to call you my little girl
I meant more, so much more
Then I'd like to push it half to death
They want to, they want...read more