Pick me up by the winter I ain't got nothing left for you And I sure don't taste much but bitter But, I ain't got nothing left for you Oh, sweet mundane Just carries on
Real life, oh, makes me feel like I'm over Feels, oh, make me feel weaker Makes me feel like I can't do it on my own But I've been away, I've made it again Oh, I've been away, I'm riding the same Just carrying on
I use my reasonable doubt well I ain't stuck to your love no more I think I might as well feel better Since it's taken me this long
Pick 'em up and feed 'em well I don't want to keep you, so You can go, I won't tell Got what it takes to please you Since you want to leave this world You'll have to find out on your own
But I'll still pick 'em up and wish 'em well We'll no longer keep you, so You can go but give 'em hell You're the only one who can free you They'll still go on to be my girls You'll wish you hadn't of gone They will always be my girls
So pick me by the winter Don't tell me 'bout the winter I made it through the winter Some days I can't help wondering howTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
