Big Love needs time, shut up You better save Big Love For the linden trees And let me live my life Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up Johanna, why don
, more, more. Feel me Touch me Gimme some more Call me, text me, answer the phone And make it faster, faster, listen Talk to me more, more, mo mo more. Johanna
You say you really know me You’re not afraid to show me What is in your eyes So tell me ’bout the rumors Are they only rumors? Are they only lies? Falling
mirror But she just makes it all too concise and too clear That Johanna's not here The ghost of electricity Howls in the bones of her face Where these visions of Johanna
Aufsteh'n ist schön (wer sagt das) aufsteh'n. ist schön und heimlich die Familie noch schlafen sehn. Aufsteh'n ist schön (wer sagt das
Das bißchen Haushalt macht sich von allein sagt mein Mann. Das bißchen Haushalt kann so schlimm nicht sein sagt mein Mann. Wie eine Frau
Das bißchen Haushalt macht sich von allein Sagt mein Mann Das bißchen Haushalt kann so schlimm nicht sein Sagt mein Mann Wie eine Frau sich
on absinthe way you see But now i see what shark eyes do Demystify, yes i was always degrade You swallowed my chocolate covered grenade Iggy and bob they had one too Johanna
feel you, Johanna. I feel you. I was half-convinced I'd waken. Satisfied enough to dream you, happily I was mistaken, Johanna. I'll steal you, Johanna
little dove My sweet Johanna Anthony: I'll steal you Johanna Sweeney Todd: Good-bye Johanna You're gone and yet you're mine I'm fine Johanna I'm fine Anthony: Johanna
room the heat pipes just cough The country music station plays soft But there's nothing, really nothing to turn off Just louise and her lover so entwined And these visions of johanna
room the heat pipes just cough The country music station plays soft But there's nothing, really nothing to turn off Just Louise and her lover so entwined And these visions of Johanna
, My little dove, my sweet, Johanna ANTHONY: I?ll steal you, Johanna TODD: Goodbye, Johanna You?re gone and yet you?re mine I?m fine, Johanna I?m fine ANTHONY: Johanna
mirror But she just makes it all too concise and too clear That Johanna's not here The ghost of 'lectricity howls in the bones of her face Where these visions of Johanna
the red hand that seeks to choke Two books lying side by side All pages blackened from a secret fire Johanna i'm sorry I never helped you. Johanna