Well you call again As if I don't know what you're going to say So let it ring I can count the cracks in the ceiling all day long
I guess the birds they just went south But I've got no where to go It's 31 and falling I've been dreaming of you darling In case you'd like to know
God damn my wasted time Ringing all the bells
If I could hold my tongue Just long enough to get me through the door Then you won't know Rewind the tape while your back is turned Fold my arms and pull the curtains closed Bury the roses in the backyard And darlin' never mind what I might have said, before, before
God damn my wasted time Ringing all the bells I've got half a mind to lie to you Half a mind to tell you everything I have to tell, to tell, to tell
I've been wasting my time I know I know better And I'm tired of waxing sentimental I'm tired of saying please, please Tired of waiting I'm tired of waiting
You call again As if I don't know what you're going to sayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
