Combat, I’m ready for combatI say I don’t want that, but what if I do?‘Cause cruelty wins in the moviesI’ve got a hundred thrown-out speeches I almost said to youEasy they come, easy they goI ادامه مطلب

This happens once every few lifetimesThese chemicals hit me like white wineWhat if I told you I’m back?The hospital was a dragWorst sleep that I ever hadI circled you on a mapI haven’t come around ادامه مطلب

I’m doing good, I’m on some new shitBeen saying “yes” instead of “no”I thought I saw you at the bus stop, I didn’t thoughI hit the ground running each nightI hit the Sunday matinéeYou know ادامه مطلب

… When I picture my hometownThere’s a bronze spray-tanned statue of youAnd a plaque underneath itThat threatens to push me down the stairs at our school… And it was always the same searing painBut I ادامه مطلب

I spy with my little tired eye, tiny as a fireflyA pebble that we picked up last JulyDown deep inside your pocket, we almost forgot itDoes it ever miss Wicklow sometimes? Ooh, oohThey said the ادامه مطلب

[Verse 1]If I could be sweetI would but first of all, let me sayI must apologize for acting stank and treating you this wayCause I’ve been acting like sour milk all on the floorIt’s like ادامه مطلب

… Hit the ground, hit the ground, hit the ground, oh, ohOnly sound, only sound that you hear is “No”You never saw it coming, slipped when you started runningAnd now you’ve come undone, and I, ادامه مطلب

This is wrong, but I can’t help but feel likeThere ain’t nothing more right, babeMisty morning comes again and I can’tHelp but wish I could see your faceI knew from the first note playedI’d be ادامه مطلب

Tall, dark, and SupermanHe puts papers in his briefcase and drives awayTo save the world or go to workIt’s the same thing to meHe’s got his mothers eyes, his father’s ambitionI wonder if he knows ادامه مطلب

You had people who called you on unmarked numbersIn my peripheral visionI let it slide like a hose on a slippery plastic summerAll was quickly forgivenYou were so magnetic it was almost obnoxiousFlush with the ادامه مطلب

MidnightYou come and pick me up, no headlightsLong driveCould end in burning flames or paradiseFade into view, ohIt’s been a while since I have even heard from you (heard from you)And I should just tell ادامه مطلب

I’m walking fast through the traffic lightsBusy streets and busy livesAnd all we know is touch and goWe are alone with our changing mindsWe fall in love ’til it hurts or bleeds, or fades in ادامه مطلب

I said, “Oh my, what a marvelous tune”It was the best night, never would forget how we movedThe whole placeWas dressed to the ninesAnd we were dancing, dancingLike we’re made of starlightLike we’re made of ادامه مطلب

I am not the kind of girlWho should be rudely barging in on a white veil occasionBut you are not the kind of boyWho should be marrying the wrong girlI sneak in and see your ادامه مطلب