Heart stops beating, all the words worth repeating She is dancing but not singing, is it maybe that she doesn't know the words? She's dressed up, but don't worry, she's got friends Snowflake eating, she is mildly self-defeating And the secrets that she's keeping they are really only dangerous to her Ships ain't sinking We are here to help you sing your songs We are here to help you sing your songs Because tomorrow comes and no one calls
She stops grinning when the room it starts spinning She is losing all her winnings, she's angry but it's just the alcohol She's all fucked right up, it's okay, man, she's got friends 'Cause we are here to help her sing her songs We are here to help her sing her songs Because tomorrow's gonna come Tomorrow's gonna come, and no one's gonna call
This isn't Christmas, this is Chinatown and those are pretty lights Just use some more and put 'em on your make-up dolls A painting on the underneath that never smiles on the scene Is just like Christmas if it was Halloween
Someone taught her it's okay to be a martyr Like an educated angel, be a rat, you know in all the things you love, Well okay Priceless pictures, she's collected iceless fixtures that is freezing from the people She's chosen out to help her through it all Whatever We are here to help you sing your songs We are here to help you sing your songs We are here to help you sing your songs Because tomorrow's gonna come Tomorrow's gonna come, and no one's gonna callTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
