 Paroles de Done WrongDone wrong:
The wind is ruthless, the trees shake angry fingers at the sky
The people hunch their shoulders, hold their collars over their ears and run by
It's a cold rain, it's a hard rain, like the kind you find in songs i guess that makes me the jerk with the heartache here to sing to you about how i been done wrong
I am sitting, watching, out the window of the coffee show and i'm waiting, waiting, waiting for it to let up i am rocking like a cradle, warming my hands with the cup in between i am leaning over the table, holding my face over the steam
And before it gets so cold that the rain turns to snow, there's just a couple things i'd like to know
Like how could you do nothing and say, i'm doing my best ? how could you take almost everything and then come back for the rest ? How could you beg me to stay reach out your hands and plead and then pack up your eyes and run away as soon as i agreed ?
It just all slips away so slowly you don't even notice till you've lost a lot
I've been like one of those zombies in vegas pouring quarters into a slot
And now i'm tired and i am broke and i feel stupid and i feel used and i'm at the end of my little rope and i am swinging back and forth about you
And before it gets so cold that the rain turns to snow, there's just a couple things i'd like to know
Like how could you do nothing and say, i'm doing my best ? how could you take almost everything and then come back for the rest ? How could you beg me to stay reach out your hands and plead and then pack up your eyes and run away as soon as i agreed ? |
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