Virginia Woolf You say life made you leave it on a rope And you tell that story over when it's cold So we're all left to ponder how it tastes While there's no regard for serving me a plate
It's okay We're falling out from under It's always you leaving me around
It's hard for me to move it on a line As I watch you drink your poison every time But the guilt keeps you crawling in the wine Still the best of us can't hold it all behind It's okay We're falling out from under It's always you leaving me aroundTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
