She had the eyes of someone older I have the eyes that wander 'round I couldn't see what really mattered
Caught hell from my boss Don't care about my job Caught a cold from the rain Don't care if i'm cold Played every record that i own today But the only thing i care about got away
She was a walking work of art I am a broken wind-up toy I thought i knew what really mattered
Got a flat on the road Don't care about my car Lost twenty-six bucks Don't care about my rent Caught every episode on tv today But the only thing i care about got away
She had a brilliant future I have a past I have my memories But they're fading fastTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
