Evans Blue - The Good Times | Текст песни

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• Evans Blue
• The Good Times

Your fate is like a love-struck lover
(And then) we don't need a spoke out loud
If your hate is like a once-struck chord
I hope you're bored of it

And I was stupid
I'll be the first to admit it
Could you imagine where we'd be right now
If I could just keep my own heart to myself

If every minute wasn't worth it, we could get it back
I'll be quiet are we listening this time
It's much too hard, feeling sorry for myself

Strobes to buy to walk
Don't like to run
I like to run it
We're not on the same page
But we're in the same boat

And I was wrong
You'll be the first to admit it
I wonder where will we be next year?
I've a feeling I won't know you at all

If every minute wasn't worth it, we could get it back
Wait a minute, I'll be quiet, are we listen[ing] this time
It's much too hard, feeling sorry for myself
If every moment was as sentimental we'd be fine
Take a minute and tell me you remember the good times
Or do you think you lost, when we were sorry for ourselves

I was told
You were okay
I was told
You were doing fine
I must have
Hurt you a thousand times
I deserve the walls
But tell me, who the hell is keeping score?

If every minute wasn't worth it, we could get it back
Wait a minute, I'll be quiet, are we listen[ing] this time
It's much too hard, feeling sorry for myself
(You are weak this time) If every moment was as sentimental (You are weak this time) we'd be fine
Take a minute and tell me you remember (You are weak this time) the good times
Or do you think you lost, (You are weak this time) when we were sorry for ourselves