My head's a TV And you're on every channel Did no one ever tell you bout the dirty truth? We're all a bit mental So write your history As a pretty little work of fiction So many bones rattle in the coffin of your youth We'll exhume a fable
You can, you can, you can shut your mouth You can, you can, you can shut your mouth 'Cause everybody's fighting battles That you don't know anything about Come on, come on, take a look in my house Every time I touch the piano I'm just full of doubts Just another bit of secrecy
Every time you feel like giving up Every time you'd swear you'd had enough Just remember what you're dreaming of But when you do it, you do it for the love Yeah when you do it, you do it for the love
This old sweater Holds a trace of the bonfire We threw your teenage diaries on to the flames Too sad to remember A patient memory And a single neon tear Watch it dance like grass in a hurricane Through another year
I tried to hide my feelings for too long I just wanted everyone to get along 'Cause everybody's fight battles Underneath another thunderstorm Come on, come on don't you wanna be heard Your saviour's just somebody who's been under-researched Just another bit of secrecy
Every time you feel like giving up Every time you'd swear you'd had enough Just remember what you're dreaming of But when you do it, you do it for the love Yeah when you do it, you do it for the love
When you do it, you do it for the love Yeah when you do it, may as well do it for the loveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
