(Kevin Wells/Andre Pessis) Sitting in La Casolette The same place we first met Trying to talk it out before the fall You look the other way I struggle
You're just like time Except you can still feel the shame All hands on deck, now The sea is getting rough again You see him out your window Even when
Do you have any regrets about last night Do you think I was wrong and you were right Well I tell you I do, I do, I feel black and blue about you And what
Oh, sometimes I go walking through fields where we walked Long ago in the sweet used to be And the flowers still grow, but they don't smell as sweet As
I can't sleep a wink anymore Ever since you first walked out the door Then I just started drinking to forget But I don't think the worst has happened
Heads up, nigga Walle Play it back Off jump, boo, cudi get ya funk Hit ya in your head then it work it to your rump Hate a nigga scared, het leave him
And baby don't follow their lead 'Cause you'll never know Just how the story ends Or how the story goes And you are so confused And baby it's just like
Aah ha ha ha ha, aah Aah ha ha ha ha, aah Aah ha ha ha ha, aah Aah ha ha ha ha, aah Open my mind let me find new vibrations Show me the way I must take
it's such a complicated situation it always ends up in a fight, what i wouldn't give for some isolation but im gonna stay with me tonight, i catch my
Will you still love me when its all over? Will you still love me when no one does? Will you still need me when no one needs me? Will you still want me
Yeah maybe I'm right, Or maybe I'm wrong, We can fight for one single way to get along, And we've all got to not shake down, And I'm only missing the
It found us It drowned us It's not us it's the world around us Get ready For this tip off Get ready it's the great big rip-off It's not dirty
I can hear the city sing its lustful lullaby And see the drugs spill down the drains into the night Well I made this bed of nails that I'm sleeping
I wake up late every morning managers calling im still yawning Get up wake up hair and makeups Waiting for you don't be stalling This performance is important
It's that old dirty feeling That just will not come clean Like eating digestives After brushing your teeth And it's staining your fingers And it's under
It was obvious, but I just couldn't see it How to stay on the playlist, stay edgeless and pretty How to avoid the red marks, that are so carelessly
I cross my fingers on a Monday morning I keep on smiling and I keep on singing So sure that I don't deserve it My throat aches and my ears are ringing
I'm not gonna patronize ya But trying to write down why I like ya It doesn't make it any better To just steal kind words off Phil Spector And I know
