Paroles de Offers

I could be wrong
We could wait til tomorrow
When the money's spent
There's nothing left of me.

You're carried off by a
Weight that just follows
All the others that we've tried
But did not feel...

And i said:

You were wrong
Its not the cello
This was just a fantasy

Wake me up whence I'm so tired of
Troubled sleep

Drag me along
There's a way that I'll follow
When we're better off pretending to be friends.
It's good to know that
That's that all we can offer
Lower your expectations of me...
This was just a fantasy

Wake me up whence I'm so tired of
Troubled sleep

Our time has come
We've got lead on so long
I can't hold on.

We are so young
We've already spent so much
Our plan hold on.