She fell in love with my singing She knew the bells started ringing She thought there was only her there But, me, I just live for the clapping A hand delivery of an invite to my premiere (Nikki Sin version): I sent him tickets for my new film When he fell in love, I was acting I sent her flowers, asked her to marry me But all I heard was their clapping Now she cries with a cigarette at the window He croons and moans like he's hurting She cries so well He croons and moans, just croons and moans Now, I never thought [I had no idea] that she needed direction And he was at the mercy of his writers For the songs I needed [for me] to touch her Those sad, sad songs to make me happy Now she cries with a cigarette at the window He croons and moans like he's hurting She cries so well He croons and moans, just croons and moans We re-enact the love scenes from her/my movies But I never thought, but she uses a stand-in His voice is croakier every day now And she cries so well ..........Oooooh, I'm hurting....... ...........Go away, go away..... Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
