The night’s getting old Than your eyes aren’t aware You can’t see clearly And your nerves are thinning I hadn’t fit meal And I’ll kill on the table We don’t seen able To hold and hang
Chorus: Love sometimes Takes the form of frustration It’s a sad combination Of emptiness and down But a only human connection Is expressed for the shown Will I think I’m gonna have to just sit this one out?
There was a time That we could sit and talk about things together No, we didn’t shut about things, at all But let the love we play To say what we have to say But there are nothing to do now And I don’t have a clue (…) at all
Chorus: Love sometimes Takes the form of frustration It’s a sad combination Of emptiness and down But a only human connection Is expressed for the shown Will I think I’m gonna have to sit this one out?
Well, I know you understand what we’ve talked about
Chorus: Love sometimes Takes on a form of frustration A sad combination Of emptiness and down But a only human connection Is expressed for the shown, hey! Cut down and run I think I’m gonna have to sit down and sit this one out? Let me say it again: I think I’m gonna have to just sit this one out
Can I borrow it all at all? I don’t even have a clue Sometimes what I feel like I’m going to fall Sometime I just hold on, don’t let go Don’t give up of everything that you work for, so hold on Don’t destroy your self in a second With anger Hold on. A chain will go
I just wanna say: I think I’m gonna have to sit and work this one out
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