Most of me sunk into the carpet What was left of you Asked me to leave I was a broken thumbtack I was a napkin in the rain
This is how it often goes Sold into captivity so long ago This is how it often goes God knows I would know
I don't want your kind words I want your ghost inside a thimble I woke up feeling mutilated And i made my way As best I could to my place
You love me mostly when I'm leaving You love me Mostly
You love me mostly when I'm leaving I was half gone when you met me
I cut out my tongue Seeing yours would speak For the both of usTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
