Патрик - песня, с которой Липну | Текст песни

• Тексты песен
• Патрик
• песня, с которой Липну

наша с тобой песня...липнем...
I loved everything about that hurts

So let me see your moves, let me see your moves

Lips pressed close to mine, true blue

But the prince of any falling empire knows

Everybody wants

Everybody wants to drive on through the night

If it's the drive back home



Things aren't the same anymore

Some nights it gets so bad

He almost picked up the phone

Trade baby blues for wide-eyed browns

I sleep with your old shirts and walk through this house in your shoes

I know it's strange

It's a strange way of saying I know I'm supposed to love you

I'm supposed to love you



I've already given up on myself twice

Third time is the charm, third time is the charm

Throw caution to the wind,

But I've got a lousy arm

And I traced your shadows on the wall

Now I kiss them whenever I'm down

Whenever I'm down

Just kind of figured on never figuring myself out



Things aren't the same anymore

Some nights it gets so bad

I almost pick up the phone

Trade baby blues for wide-eyed browns

I sleep with your old shirts and walk through this house in your shoes

I know it's strange

It's a strange way of saying I know I'm supposed to love you

I'm supposed to love you



I'm under a bad sign,

But you saved my life

That night on the roof of your hotel

"Cross my heart and hope to die,

Splinter from the headboard in my eye"

Photo-proofed kisses I remember so well



Trade baby blues for wide-eyed browns

I sleep with your old shirts and walk through this house in your shoes

I know it's strange

It's a strange way of saying I know I'm supposed to love you

I'm supposed to love you



Whoahoah

Whoahoah


Патрик еще тексты