It was quiet while we walked through Kingston Hand in hand, the streetlights led us to where you lived We were alone (we were alone) And all you could say was "All good things must come to an end"
You said The words in my mouth were more alive than I was I guess I don't belong here I guess I don't belong Why not tie a noose around my neck? I'm sure it'd be much more subtle than everything that you said I've played your games too many times and I've grown tired Yeah, I'm tired
So deal with it Can't sleep, can't think tonight I'm stuck I'm stuck I can't get out of this I can't get out of thisTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
