Brian Fallon - Nobody Wins (WMA'16) | Текст песни

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• Brian Fallon
• Nobody Wins (WMA'16)

Skin and bones, you never did come home,
Crashing on my heart through the telephone,
I remember the tall grass waving,
In past lives, old poems.

I must have lived a lifetime without you,
You must’ve ended up somebody’s angel,
I remember you loving the radio.
New waves, and old stones.

Hey, hey little tommy gun,
I guess we’re never gonna end up the lucky ones.
(Oh) Hope I never see you again,
Have a round on me love, hallelujah, nobody wins.

The queen is gone, she died from a sad song,
I lost most of myself pleasing everyone,
I had to learn how to begin again,
It’s alright, move on.

Hey, hey little tommy gun,
I guess we’re never gonna end up the lucky ones.
(Oh) Hope I never see you again,
Have a round on me love, hallelujah, nobody wins.

(Hallelujah) But have a round on your friend.
(Hallelujah) If I never see you again.
(Hallelujah) Have a round on your friend.

And hey, hey little tommy gun,
I guess we’re never gonna end up the lucky ones.
And (Oh) hope I never see you again,
Have a round on me love, hallelujah.
And hey, hey pretty baby,
I still remember you driving me crazy.
And (Oh) hope I never see you again,
Have a round on me love, hallelujah, nobody wins.

(Hallelujah) And nobody wins.
(Hallelujah) And nobody wins.
(Hallelujah) If I never see you again,
(Hallelujah) You can blame it on the wind.