How'd you get so cynical My guess is that when it comes to love, nothing's ever good enough
Don't you want to spin that record ‘round, pick your shadow boxes up off the ground Will you teach me how to dance if I can love you through this mess just say I promise
How'd you get so color blind your mind is blank and all your memories are black and white frames of you leaving
When'd you love a renegade My guess is some time in the 80s you were throwing grenades straight at their hearts
Don't you want to spin that record ‘round, pick your shadow boxes up off the ground Will you teach me how to dance if I can love you through this mess just say I promiseTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
