Put on my running gear I knew that this was coming, I Picked up my phone and called my favourites I knew I had to sit you down But sitting you down could not prepare you For another night like this We made a promise that we always would be honest, I Never thought that I would break again Circled Holland Park Cold when I came back and sat you down For yet another night like this
I wish we could play the fools again
Each word is a cut that I see coming, I Clench my fists as I'm inflicting them And now I'm running out of parts that I can play Not the hero, not the dodger, not the preacher's son You ask me why I'd wanna break the very thing I love the most You knew I couldn't answer plainly Then you knelt down on the ground like you were drawing in the sand And I surrender, I surrender now
I wish we could play the fools again Go back, or just skip to the end I wish we could play the fools again
How could you not?
On the floor we painted white You're picking up the pieces Reminding me of love and what we would look like without it It's not a problem that is yours to fix As this pours into your life The streetlights on and off again Enough is enough is enough Will that someday be us?
I wish we could play the fools again Go back, or just skip to the end I wish we could play the fools again
How could you not Blame me? How could you not Blame me? How could you not? How could you not? How could you not?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
