I know you hold a secret. And I`m not sure you`ll keep it. So why don`t we just sit here alone. I`d like to ask you something. I`d know if you were lying.
(darren costin/nick feldman). . Time goes by. I know there's things to be done. Time goes by. I know there's things to be done. . Living on a time bomb.
Vivo en un mundo en el que todos se venden. Si no corres al ritmo del reloj no se te ve ni se te entiende. La calma pierde y el odio emerge. En la cuidad del odio, nadie te defiende..
Bury your fucking dead. Bury your fucking dead. Bury your fucking dead. Bury your fucking dead. . Bury your fucking dead. Bury your fucking dead. Bury your fucking dead.
You brought us up although you were forced to. You had two children and you were just a kid yourself. You cared for us and we relied on you. We used to cry and that was your burden.
It's a pleasure to be here. . All it takes to love oneself. Just switch it off, put all cares aside. And don't deny it, life is quiet. What a charming.
Pre>. F#m b f#m b. . F#m. We're so close but I just can't. B. Ruin everything I ever planned. F#m. I've got no room for guilt this year. B. I'm trying hard to keep my conscience clear.
Pre>. Capo 1: f maps as e. Note: this is the way I've seen aimee play it in concert (well, in e - the. Recording is in f --- me, I play it in a with alternate fingers.
Picture yourself in a boat on a river. With tangerine trees and marmalade skies. Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly. A girl with kaleidoscope eyes.
Pre>. (mostly a b a b). . Love in a vacuum. . There was a time. You opened up every doorway. You didn't mind if everything. Wasn't your way. Don't pull away.
Lost in space above all drifting. To a place where planets shifting. The moon erased, it's features lifting. The glare. . But I am the stuff of happy endings.
Pre>. *** intro:. F g f g. . *** verse 1:. F g. If I'm calling you out of the blue. F g. It's because it's never-ending. F g. And if I'm dragging out pictures of you.
F#m D. So what if it's breaking my heart at the root. E Bm D. Something that could happen to anyone, I suppose. F#m D. Never any comfort to get from the truth.
(Five six seven fifty). You fucked it up. You should've quit. Till circumstances. Had changed a bit. . You fucked it up. You jumped the gun. I swore you off but.
Macka wants to ride on the Mouse and the Tilt-A-Whirl. Canada is looking for a smile from a pin-up girl. But I ain't looking for nothing. Just spend the money I made.
Pre>. F#m d. So what if it's breaking my heart at the root. E bm d. Something that could happen to anyone, I suppose. F#m d. Never any comfort to get from the truth.
Little tornado. Bane of the trailer park. Lifting houses to leave your mark. . Little tornado. Noah can build his ark. But he will never disembark. . Make it go faster.
You can see yourself in the sign river. Tossing your hand. If no one's there. Then why do you care?. Though I let you think there was no witness to. All of your crimes.
From the 22nd floor. Walking down the corridor. Looking out the picture window down. On Sycamore. . While perspective lines converge. Rows of cars and buses merge.
Pre>. ***intro:. Em d/f# g c. Em d c g. . *** verse: 1. Em d/f# g c. We've known her ever since she was a kid. Em d c g. She was the kind of girl who repeats her mistakes.