They say that a song is just three chords and the truth I've been up all night trying to write about anything but you I've made exceptions sometime when I tried But a song ain't no good when it's based on a lie And I play more than three chords and I can't deny That I loved you and you're still in each song I write With my back against the wall… trying hard not to fall But art is just something we use to decorate space I've been using it lately to say what I can't to your face I made a living writing you in a line The music we use to decorate time Is the only peace in this world I find And what gets me through these lonesome nights With my back against the wall… trying hard not to fall My back against the wall my back against the wall Tried to build my life around yours like building a house Had the schedules and blueprints and plans all laid out Then it fell apart and I'm finding out how Live's a lot more like gardening now How it changes and grows and then goes through droughts Like the way we moved from bliss to doubt With my back against the wall…Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
