You haven't left your house in Over a week Tonight you're thinking of going out To grab a couple drinks
But you don't want to see them, no They don't know who you are. They get a brief glimpse and then you just shut it down You know you close yourself off.
Because they only know whats written in the magazines They don't know your weaknesses or your dreams But we wanna see you hanging downtown again, Baby we want to know where you've been.
Now you wait for someone to call you Just so you can not pick up You know it seems you've been missing the phone calls More than you've been missing us
And I'll give you space And I can make a promise When you finally grow up I'll be long gone And I was hoping, my friend, You'd come around But I can't just stick around and wait forever.
I only know whats written in the magazines I don't know your weaknesses I don't know your dreams I was kidding myself to think we were still friends And maybe we have never been.
Will you really do whatever it takes? Or are you too set in your ways? Could you stand up for yourself? Come on, say it to my face.
I don't want to read another magazine I've seen your weaknesses and dreaded your dreams I've got some time to kill for you, my friend and you know I always will.
I don't want to read another magazine I've seen your weaknesses and dreaded your dreams I've got some time to kill for you, my friend and you know I always will.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
