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Artiste:
Bottom Line (The)
Titre:
Don't Put The Beer Back
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Wait for me to pick up all the pieces of everyone and everything that got in the way, when I was young and dumb and naive, and didn't know a thing, about consequences and false pretenses, I'm telling myself to stop pretending and to live my life regularly. I'm sick and tired of being someone I'm not so someone please help me out of this spot i don't know who you think that i once was but maybe but baby were long past gone My sorrow runs red right out of my arm, onto the side walk, never speak to me again, I'm running scared, it's like another bad dream I said wait for me and I said don't go to fast. because balance was a defect I may have had let me catch up on what we were or what we are mixed emotions and you are a pair so dont go to far I'm sick and tired of being someone i'm not so someone please help me out of this spot i don't know who you think that i once was but maybe but baby were long past gone My sorrow runs red right out of my arm, onto the side walk, never speak to me again, I'm running scared, it's like another bad dream I'm picking up the pieces of everything I should have been. But that was just pretend and now I'm just a has been, (Im sick and tired of being someone im not) cause everything I want and everything I need (out weighs the things that you expected from me, so someone please help me out of this spot) I'm changing my name and I'm going back, to the way that I was before we met (i dont know who you think that i once was) and if you still want a little of my time pretend you never met me and you'll be just fine (but maybe but baby we long past gone) My sorrow runs red right out of my arm onto the side walk never speak to me again, because I'm running scared, it's like another bad dream (Thanks to Nicole for these lyrics)