It's not complicated, the lines been drawn. But I can't differentiate, the side you're on.
Are you my nemesis or my lover, I guess six a once half a dozen of another ...
When it's water under the bridge, I guess it is what you say it is. So go ahead and push me, put me out of my misery. But I still can't see why you'd come waidin' in ... after me.
I can feel the wear and tear, the older I get. I can hear the gear slip and squeak when I step.
So what's the point with all your bullshit comments. So what's the difference in backhanded compliments and loaded questions.
When it's water under the bridge, I guess it is what you say it is. So go ahead and push me, put me out of my misery. But I still can't see why you'd come waidin' in ... after me.
It's water under the bridge, I guess it is what you say it is. So go ahead and push me, put me out of my misery. But I still can't see why you'd come waidin' in ... after me Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.