2.2.07

To Be The One

"Well the pills I got they ask me lets go out for a whileAnd
the knives up in the kitchen are all too dull to smileYeah
and the sun it tries to warn meBoy those wings are made of
waxWhile the things I do to kill meThey just tell me
to relaxBut oh cinderellaAll dressed up in all your
boots and all your charmsI’m not the fellowTo
protect you or to keep you from all your harmAnd I don’t
know which is worseTo wake up and see the sunOr to
be the one be the oneBe the one that’s goneAnd
the empty bottle it misses youYeah and I’m the one that
it’s talking toAnd with you and I just barely strangersI’m pretty much just left the foolDamn don’t the streets
look empty thoughJust wandering round here without youOh the empty bottle it misses you and I’m the one it’s
talking toAnd I don’t know which is worseTo wake up
and see the sunOr to be the one be the one that’s
gone"
Ryan Adams

1 Comments:

Anonymous Filipa said...

uma letra do ryan adams, como 'avid fonseca, ou 'oni carreira ou... 'gata?!

7:28 da tarde  

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