Half asleep on the couch in your basement, there's a combination of things keeping me awake. 'Cause I know in the room adjacent, you lie beside the lease you signed and not the man you thought you'd find.
No, there's no convincing you - I should've never came, your mind's already made. There's no convincing you. I don't know what I thought I'd get, but I know I didn't get it.
I didn't have the money but I swallowed the toll, and you don't seem to mind. I couldn't spit it out so you swallowed me whole, and you don't seem to mind.
I placed a carefully crafted handwritten letter in your laundry basket. On top of dirty clothes I came clean, juxtaposed, and said to you everything you'd already known. Like, "I'm sick of the time zones and taking the train. You're wearing me out, you're wearing me out. There's no room in Logan Square, or evidently anywhere. You tore us apart. You tore us apart."
I didn't have the money but I swallowed the toll, and you don't seem to mind. I couldn't spit it out so you swallowed me whole, and you don't seem to mind.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
