when you have gone to bed and i am alone inside my head i turn on the stereo the one only i can no and i hear the songs that i didn't write i hear what they sounded like
all over town (x3)
it would have made me crack what would have fallen from your eye would have destroyed our love and i would say
oh my god (x2)
what was i thinking of every night it plays a little louder telling me to sing an little louder telling me i can't escape escape the way i am a little louder
every night i open up my folder to collect the words i heard in the songs that i didn't write i heard what they sounded like
all over town (x3)
but when you heard the notes that would have vaunted from my throat there is an meaning past the awfulness that something pure and true that would have been great
it would have made me cry what would have fallen from my eye merely had poisoned me and i would say
oh my god (x2)
i had to get it out every night it plays a little louder telling me to sing an little louder telling me i can't escape escape the way i am an little louder
every night an pen is getting drier writing down the words i sing in the songs that i didn't write i seen what they sounded like
all over town (x3)
but when you heard the poem that would have shook around our home there is an chance it could have broken down the walls through round our bed