I took your photo off the wall. So I wouldn't notice you at all. I walked away and close the door. Not thinking of staying anymore. . You're telling me it's over.
Glaubst du alles was ich sage?. Glaubst du, du weit wer ich bin?. Stellst du niemals Fragen. warum wir wurden wie wir sind?. Die Ironie mit der wir spielen.
Ich blicke auf meine Narben. zeichen von vergangenen Tagen,. Schnitte so tief und wahr. Geschichten von dem, der ich mal war. Wunden der Zeit, fr immer mein Kleid.
Written by bob welch and j. carter.. . Have you every had nightmares every night. We'll it's been that way since you came around. I'm trying to fight this feeling down.
The next time that you leave. I'm throwin' everything you own. And we'll have no reason. No reason to return. . The next time that you leave. I'm burnin' out my memory.
You, yeah, you've always hauled my ball and chain. Right to there, the place where I get lost inside of you, yeah. I see your face and hear your voice.
A victim of circumstance. You never even had a chance. Still you try to be everything he wanted. It's a lie. Cause he's never gonna let you in. It's never enough. It's never enough.
We've been through this over for a thousand times. Come on, come on, come on tell me what's on your mind. It doesn't matter, baby what I say. You never seemed to hear me anyway.
One, two, three, four. . I got home late last night about eight. There was nothing on the T.V. as usual. Just the normal repeats and things. I had the city prices edition of the 'Evening Standard'.
I know you wanna ride tonight is your night shotgun in the coupe girl we gon have lots of fun baby let's ride you always stay fly just me and you girl your my number one..
Ain't no smoke without a fire. Ain't no joke being called a liar. If I know that if ain't true. Why'd they say those things about you. They tell me I'm a fool for your desire.
Independent girl, that's what you are. Everytime I see you, you look like a star. Don't mean to impose, I just wanna get to know you. When we talked on the phone you said.
I'll catch you girl. Beautiful angel girl like this. No, it shouldn't be. But maybe I can make you feel better. . Independent girl that's what you are.
I use to wake up in the morning and Id hear your name. Had you picture in my mind I didnt need a frame. Wrote you letters that I couldnt see you eye to eye.
The welcome sign is missin' an "O". From a teenage twelve gauge shotgun hole. Been on the county's list of things, not to fix. For ten years now nothin' happens in this town.
I'm walking past the close of the parade. and this rain is killed by falling snow. I saw you lean into the corner listening. to all of them talking about what they know.
Ballads are being sung. But not for me. Church bells are being rung. But not for me. . I am without love. But I don't doubt love can be. Warm and tender for some.
A thousand times a prophet. A New York City prophet. They lie there all forgotten. I wonder who will hear them next. . Won't be me it won't be you. The kind of makes you wonder who.