Žodžiai dainai: Mccain Edwin. Kitchen Song.

E. McCain
Sitting in the kitchen
Just staring at the cracks in the wall
I've been sitting here since yeaterday
Just waiting on you to call
The cracks remind me of you and I
They're all up, down and split apart
And all the cracks in the wall lead to one great big hole
That used to be my heart
CHORUS
Now that i think of it
Nothing ever woked out right
All we ever seem to do is just cuss, scream, bitch and fight
All we did was fight
The tears I cried
Fell ona cold and lonely floor
No one to wipe them away
The tears I cried
Will be my own and they'll follow me

And that's the way it's gonna stay
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Oh pretty baby, can't you understand
I'm not made up of enough to be your man
Oh pretty baby, don't know what to say
I just want you to ... go away
Well I'd love to sit and reflect on this
But I haven't got the time
Just tell me why you chose to be so cruel, mean, brutal so unkind
CHORUS
The tears I cried fell on a cold and lonely floor
No one to wipe them away
The tears I cried
Will be my own and they'll follow me
And that's the way it's gonna stay