I figured you'd just run out of things to say Like you sometimes did in the dead of the night Thought for sure we'd be just fine come morning But through cracks of early eyes I stumbled out of the bed and through our apartment Called your name out twice Where'd you go darling
And I guess you don't know what you're doing Until you've done it too much And the best that I had to offer Was never gonna be quite enough You spent one too many mornings Just a choking down this town Guess your reasons for not leaving Just ran out
In the drawer by the kitchen sink There's a cracked coffee cup and a picture of you and me Yea that always was where we kept the broken things So i fumble through the mess Old triple A's and a half pack of cigarettes Touched every lonely key like the beads of a Rosary
And I guess you don't know what you're doing Until you've done it too much And the best that I had to offer Was never gonna be quite enough You spent one too many mornings Just a choking down this town Guess your reasons for not leaving Just ran out
Cause you always loved summer storms and you followed the lightning home You spent one too many mornings Just a choking down this town Guess your reasons for not leaving Just ran out Guess your reasons for not leaving Just ran outTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
