Heard you're trying on a new coast Does it fit you like you hoped? Can you slip it off as easy As the dresses that we broke? And does it compliment your body Is it tight around your soul? I bet it's warmer than your tool shed I'm sure it never gets that cold
Where do you hang your head If not a pillow in this cul-de-sac
Heard you've got another neighbor Does he know his way around? Can he navigate the ocean When it wants to take him down? And can he hear the way your heart ticks When it tips and travels back? A kind of clockwork can he hear it Or is it only you that can?
Where do you hang your head If not a pillow in this cul-de-sac
Heard you yelling at the water I heard you curse and call it names Saw it sail into the distance And then return to you the same It's such an antiquated rhythm But can't it carry you away? Because what else is there to wait for Besides another kind of wave?
My pretty little twisted commitment Be my another kind of My pretty little twisted commitment Be my another kind of My pretty little twisted commitment Be my another kind of She said I know your name She said I know your nameTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
