Paroles de Of Bridges and Gasoline
Wait, no. This can't be happening.Your words have an alarming ring.
Do you mean to say that now you want to leave?
Don't you dare try to comfort me.
Do you honestly expect me to believe
You once were blind but now you finally see?
What kind of fool do you take me for?
My heart is spilled out across the floor
And I hope you slip on your way to the door.
Oh, and dear, before you depart
Why don't you finish what you did start
And break what's left of my broken heart?
I drop a match and walk away hoping
maybe you'll notice the mess you've made.
"was it for pleasure or was it pain?"
Well, from what I can tell, they're both one and the same,
Your eyes can do nothing to disguise all of your shame.
Well the buck stops here, you've had your fun.
my finger's on the trigger of a loaded gun
If you know what's good for you, than you'll run
'cause from these lips, no good could come, baby.
do you see now who's the one to blame?
I know that you're anxious
And so advantageous I know that you're determined to state your case
your mind is going crazy, your hands start to shake
Am I making you angry? I know you hate to wait.
Dearly beloved and dearly departed
Though this party's over before it got started
We invite you to stay for one last charade.
I drop a match and walk away hoping
maybe you'll notice the mess you've made.
"was it for pleasure or was it pain?"
Well, from what I can tell, they're both one and the same,
Your eyes can do nothing to disguise all of your shame.
Well the buck stops here, you've had your fun.
my finger's on the trigger of a loaded gun
If you know what's good for you, than you'll run
cause from these lips, no good could come, baby.
do you see now who's the one to blame?
These are all the repercussions
Of the mess that you have made.
I turn around to see the ashes
And the look on your face.
I drop a match and walk away hoping
maybe you'll notice the mess you've made.
"was it for pleasure or was it pain?"
Well, from what I can tell, they're both one and the same,
Your eyes can do nothing to disguise all of your shame.
Well the buck stops here, you've had your fun.
my finger's on the trigger of a loaded gun
If you know what's good for you, than you'll run
cause from these lips, no good could come, baby.
do you see now who's the one to blame?
My heart is spilled out across the floor
And I hope you slip on your way to the door.
Oh, and dear, before you depart
Why don't you finish what you did start
And break what's left of my broken heart?
I drop a match and walk away hoping
maybe you'll notice the mess you've made.
"was it for pleasure or was it pain?"
Well, from what I can tell, they're both one and the same,
Your eyes can do nothing to disguise all of your shame.
Well the buck stops here, you've had your fun.
my finger's on the trigger of a loaded gun
If you know what's good for you, than you'll run
'cause from these lips, no good could come, baby.
do you see now who's the one to blame?
I know that you're anxious
And so advantageous I know that you're determined to state your case
your mind is going crazy, your hands start to shake
Am I making you angry? I know you hate to wait.
Dearly beloved and dearly departed
Though this party's over before it got started
We invite you to stay for one last charade.
I drop a match and walk away hoping
maybe you'll notice the mess you've made.
"was it for pleasure or was it pain?"
Well, from what I can tell, they're both one and the same,
Your eyes can do nothing to disguise all of your shame.
Well the buck stops here, you've had your fun.
my finger's on the trigger of a loaded gun
If you know what's good for you, than you'll run
cause from these lips, no good could come, baby.
do you see now who's the one to blame?
These are all the repercussions
Of the mess that you have made.
I turn around to see the ashes
And the look on your face.
I drop a match and walk away hoping
maybe you'll notice the mess you've made.
"was it for pleasure or was it pain?"
Well, from what I can tell, they're both one and the same,
Your eyes can do nothing to disguise all of your shame.
Well the buck stops here, you've had your fun.
my finger's on the trigger of a loaded gun
If you know what's good for you, than you'll run
cause from these lips, no good could come, baby.
do you see now who's the one to blame?
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