I smoked out my window every single day before I had to go. I thought I outta quit, look ten years later I'm still doing it. I'm drowning, but even the sound of saying that is killing the cloud of pain. I'm reigning over advice I never took in the first place.
She went and burned the bed. They took of cropping this. Affecting the frame, so I'd remain just out of focus. Can we talk about the past, without pretending like we were happy. If we were don't you think we'd be married?
Every other lie, in every different bed. Hand me your advice, I am much obliged to consider it. Every other lie, in every different bed. Hand me your advice all you want but I'm still doing it.
A couple whiskeys in, living on the fence, starved for fitting in. Amidst the pioneers I always felt like nothing, why did I come again? Sleep turns into day. Day turns right back into never sleeping again. I thought I wanted to be that man. Coming about it the wrong way, taking every wrong turn until it's highway. Then driving so far that nobody will ever find me. I'm piecing together my life kind of slowly and that's alright. I'm ok with it, can you just ignore me?
Every other lie, in every different bed. Hand me your advice. I am much obliged to consider it. Every other lie, in every different bed. Hand me your advice all you want, but I'm still doing it.
Ok, 'cos you don't seem to grasp it, I'll put it in a letter and I'll lightly wrap it. Dear whoever you are, I'm an avid proponent of laughter in the face of disaster. Imagine it, 15 years old, you fall for love and swear you'll never do it again. 22, 23.. your life is slowly creeping up and then, you hit a quarter of a century. You've barely made a dent, but you're falling for the same shit. Isn't that what they call insanity. Say you won't but you end up playing to the sophisticated sensibility that we may have actually meant something.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
