Furniture

Final Fantasy

Try, try, try to arrange me
But there's no romance in my blood
Try, try, try
You'll never persuade me
I only have tears for with the rain
For the hatter doesn't want
And I try for every one
I am from a bed
I am from the sold
So don't expect me to stay with anyone

Try, try, try to arrange me
But there's no romance in my blood
Try, try, try
You'll never persuade me
My only tears fall with the rain
My mother never takes a break
From a ponder left with furniture
Every moment on her feet is torture
I share her love of wooden cake
Taking advantage of amateurs