Any more words, I think you've spoke enough Cos the pubs are empty and they're closing up When you're spitting spite as fast as saliva But with the prose of a standard English drunk, she says "I hope saltwater ruins your clothes And I hope you spend the rest of your life sleeping alone I hope the problems that make your life harder Sit stubborn in your stomach like your kidney stones" And yet
All this over a kiss You weren't there, why you pressed by this? Now it's turning three in thе morning The bouncer's put you on his third warning But I'm still herе, I'm not leaving
You won't get what you need (All this over a kiss) You know it's always the same It's all just a game If I had it my way you'd sleep on the concrete floor What did you say to me? (All this over a kiss) Cos I'm not sure I'm not sure They'd let you off easily
It's a pissed off march up to bus stop station With pissed up eyes glossed with early conversations And the consequence of your desperation Is the people on the night bus have to listen to you And all I'm saying is How can you look at yourself in the window pane Without wanting to hit yourself? But your fist descends through the condensation
All this over a kiss You weren't there, so why you pressed by this? Now it's turning three in the morning The bouncer's put you on his third warning But I'm still here, I'm not leaving
You won't get what you need (All this over a kiss) You know it's always the same It's all just a game If I had it my way you'd sleep on the concrete floor What did you say to me? (All this over a kiss) Cos I'm not sure I'm not sure They'd let you off easilyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.