[Verse 1] You came in like a summer storm, like a circus With all your hounds howling at the moon, raising hell You painted the night sky red With all the paints you kept in your back pocket
[Chorus] James, what do you do when you're tired? Does anyone pick up the slack for you? I, I seem to trust, this man who walks the wire Perhaps that's a foolish thing, foolish thing to do
[Verse 2] But something's hard and avoidable Some take sips while others gulp it down You and I both drink with both hands on the glass And I forget to breathe sometimes I forget to breathe
[Chorus] James, what do you do when you're tired? Does anyone pick up the slack for you? Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |