Hey little one, your lights aren't on It's getting personal now You were packing your bags to the bus, now you're gone I'm left with the "why" and the "how" There were stars in your eyes, tears were in mine And I slammed my hand in a door If you wanna be saved, secrets laid to the grave I don't do those things anymore
Buy me a postcard, send me some silver Spell out my name in the clouds We all played the game of "I know what killed her" None of that matters much now You cashed in your chips and you ignored my lips When all they could say is, "What for?" If you wanna be saved, secrets laid to the grave I don't do those things anymore
A hundred Hail Mary's A nickel in the well A million prayers I've buried All throughout this living hell
She who laughs the loudest She who screams the most She who laughs the loudest Has now got her curtains closed If you could slow down, drop the ball to the ground Hope wouldn't be such a chore If you wanna be saved, secrets laid to the grave I don't do those things anymoreTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
