Why don’t you like this place? I didn’t mean to tell you more, Or tell you everything’s o.k. Sometimes I don’t like this room But I think soon you’ll take a break, And I’ll be trying to repair the bathroom tap And then...
It’s time to buy the overcoat I’ll take my scarf; I’ll take my hat And I’ll go walking on the cold That’s why I can’t pay for you My favorite films, your favorite books You always put my worn-out jacket on the hook Just look...
I don’t like the beds Where the spring sticks out I don’t like to fret But now I just can’t stop I don’t like this sound That’s running through my head I want to, want to sleep But I don’t know how I want to sleep but I don’t know where The day I haven’t erased from my dreams Just like you haven’t found a work But I will try to let you know then, I’ll try to let you see me in my better lonely days Was it so difficult you had so sad So bad boyfriend? Why don’t you like this house? I’ve hanged a bluebell on the door I’ve put the letters in the box Our pets respond to names And everything is not so bad And every single day I try to cut the lawn Oh no...
I don’t like the beds Where the spring sticks out I don’t like to fret But now I just can’t stop I don’t like this sound That’s running through my head I want to, want to sleep But I don’t know how I want to sleep but I don’t know where The day I haven’t erased from my dreams Just like you haven’t found a work But I will try to let you know then, I’ll try to let you see me in my better lonely days Was it so difficult you had so sad So bad boyfriend? Why, why, why, why oh why...