Mr. Superlove

Mr. Superlove
(the ass ponys)
The storm was blowing from the south
the blood was running from your mouth
glass was shattered on the floor
a hundred pieces maybe more
i remember you were crying
just befoere you sent it flying
silent sounding pounding on my floor
You may not believe me, baby, when i tell you that i am mr. superlove
you may not believe me, baby, when i tell you that i am mr. superlove
falling out (falling out)
falling out (falling out)
falling out (falling out)
we had a falling-out
Clothes were lying on the chair
your face was hidden by your hair
all that i could think of then was
what it must have felt like when you
were lying naked headlong down the stairs
You may not believe me, baby, when i tell you that i am mr. superlove
you may not believe me, baby, when i tell you that i am mr. superlove
you may not believe me, baby, when i tell you that i am mr. superlove
you may not believe me, baby, when i tell you that i am mr. superlove
falling out (falling out)
falling out (falling out)
falling out (falling out)
we had a falling-out