Wooden Horse – Damien Rice – letras

Don’t ask me what I think of youI spill my mindDon’t try and ask me what I amI am mineSo don’t ask me what I think of you’Til I change my mindYou don’t understand a thing I doThat brings stain to my eyeI keep sticking my finger inI keep stamping it down’Cause you build a thousand wallsAll you need is nineYour rod her like a wooden horseA hundred, a hundred timesSo don’t ask me what I think of you’Cause I’m not your kindWrite down all those little things I do wrongThat brings a stain to my eyeI keep sticking my finger inI keep stamping it down’Cause you build a thousand wallsAll you need is nineYour rode her like a wooden horseA hundred, a hundred, a hundred timesYou’re not listeningI’m talkingIf you don’t wanna be hereStart walkingI’d eat your headIf I’m hungryI’m hungryI am’Cause you build a thousand wallsAll you need is nineYour rode her like a wooden horseA thousand, and a hundred, and a hundred…’Cause you build a thousand wallsAll you need is nineYour rode her like a wooden horseA hundred, a hundred, a hundred timesYou build a thousand wallsAll you need is, all you need isYour rode her like a wooden horseA hundred, a hundred times