It's hard to watch you look away from me though I know I'm not to blame. The rivers thawed but you're still frozen, the words I write to you are still the same. Why do you always get to be the child? We all want to play those foolish games. I've watched the time melt on by now, dripping down on me again
I may as well have been a winding road. You walked all on me just the same. Like a little girl with wide eyes and curls I didn't know it was just a game. Like a little girl with wide eyes and curls I didn't know it was just a game.
I hate the way you always make me feel. Well I hate feeling at all. You act as if you got the best of me, but we both know your acting small. Why do you always get to be the child? Your mama brought you up that way. I was raised to turn the other cheek and now all I'm left with is my own shame.
You walked all on me just the same. Like a little girl with wide eyes and curls I didn't know it was just a game. Like a little girl with wide eyes and curls I didn't know it was just a game.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
