מילים לשיר Don't Preach – Drake Bell

You say that I suck and I'm lousy
You say I can't write
Not yet
You always told me how to be
Now I'm sick of it Sorry doesn't make it okay
When I'm the one that paid your way
Don't preach You're drillin' a hole in my ceiling Too bad it won't rain Who's living without any feeling So don't you complain Sorry doesn't make it okay When I'm the one that paid your way Sorry doesn't make it okay When I'm the one that paid your way Don't preach I can't believe what you said How you live, how you love, how you lie You took my money away Made me sleep on the floor that I bought But I don't care anyway Cause I laugh when you cry Do you think you would die if I said Don't preach Sorry doesn't make it okay
When I'm the one that paid your way
Sorry doesn't make it okay
When I'm the one that paid your way The house, the bed, the cars and the front door (cars and the front door)
How's it feel when everthing is paid for (everything is paid for)
Already paid for (already paid for)
Already paid for (already paid for)
Already paid for (already paid for)
Already paid for (already paid for)
Everybody's paid for
Everybody's paid for (everybody's paid for)
Everybody's paid for
Everybody's paid for.