The boy with the smile and the curls doesn't smile like he used to Neither would you if you'd been through what he went through with her The drink and fighting, the fighting and drinking The quitting, restarting, the snarling and spitting When I ask him if he still loves her he doesn't reply
I offer him money, escape maps, bus tickets He asks why are you so kind to me? I say I just can't stick it To see anyone so hurt, to see hurt So hurt, so hurt
And all my thoughts still move at their glacial pace The pieces finally drift into place Can't hold his gaze, ???
And that's how I know he's not long for this town Not long for this town Not long for this townTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
