skinny boy, all bones no lies your so miserable in the mornings will you will wait up for me? its sordid and I cant find my feet and you've got lips I
Blablabla and everyone be quiet The machine has come between me and my love It's hopeful but doubtful for tomorrow so pour me up another before bed Lady
I feel as blue as the blue in your eyes I feel as old as the old man telling lies I feel as lucky as a horseshoe on the door But I don't think I can take
Your eyes are like burned-out headlights, a little thunder in the night I'm losin' you You're walking around like you live a graveyard, get you the one
Man made moons they go on one by one When the sun is done for the day That's when the girls come by through the silver blinds We'll watch the drinking
Пераклад: Миллан, Эмі. Losin 'Вы.
Пераклад: Миллан, Эмі. Skinny Boy.
Baby, baby since you've been gone I ain't doing so good I don't get up, paint my face and go out like I should Baby you turned a clear night sky into
Lyin' under a broken bridge A heart, a mouth with nothing to give You came, you saw, you draw Out the evenin', out the evenin' Thieves steal the mood
It's too cold by the window and too hot by the fire The porch light is burnt out and the sky looks tired It's all wrong while your gone It's all wrong
Today I'm sinkin' lower than the sun does on a Sunday And I look around But you're nowhere and I don't know If I can pick up, because when I wake up
Darkness falls across the land And the first stars twinkle into sight And the moon on the trees is beautiful But not so lovely as you But not so lovely
I have a hard hearted island Where I live alone I've seen my love grow big as a mountain And scatter like ashes and bones These things I have forgotten
He stood in the doorway Holdin' his head half-past low You could still feel the perfume Hangin' at the end of the hall She tried to fight it She kept
Hold it up You've lost enough You've still got your luck You're miles away From the love you made Heaven gets rough Ghosts weren't meant for bleeding
Love of mine, someday you will die I will be close behind, follow you into the dark No blinding light or tunnels to gates of white Our hands clasped
He brings out the whiskey in me When it's later than night-time and all that's good is asleep He brings out the whiskey in me We were just thirteen
I've been feelin' sick all day Wish I'd asked you to stay 'Cause I need a little takin' care of Maybe you didn' know I didn't want you to go But who