I walk slowly to the store You don't live here anymore You used to live round the corner (cigarettes and alcohol) Last week I turned twenty four You don't call me anymore We used to speak every morning I was sleeping on the floor. I still get the mail for You I leave it at the door Every letter seems a warning Pay your rego by the fourth. Monday morning laundry or Coffee on the garden wall You're good cos you're never boring You should probably call me more.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
