i’m counting all my small victories, and calling them yours ribbons hung from the hook where we drank champagne, now it’s hanging from the passenger door where we met at lover’s lane
the town wakes every day to stab the stake deeper into my vampire heart – you rang me out, and you hanged me to dry. i can’t see my face in the mirror, so i wrote your name in the steam.
it’s getting dark faster these days, but we keep on driving the last i heard was your laughter, and it’s holding back the water.
i’m counting all my small victories and calling them yours. i’m counting all my small victories, and i’m calling them yours.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
