Fine

LETRA

Fine

You can tell who won the race,
by the looks on all there faces.
And I’ll tell you first hand…you’re a fool,
it was me this time.
And I’d feel fine….

Hand-cuff me lock me up,
cause I got what’s mine.
And I’d do it… all over again,
for my twisted valentine.
And I’d feel fine…
I’d feel fine…

Whoa look who’s laughin’ now,
the quiet minds make the loudest sounds.
Whoa look who’s laughin’ now…
Ha-ha-ha
Ha-ha-ha-ha