Well, the mourning was complete There was tears on the steering wheel dripping on the seat Several hours or several weeks I'd have the cheek to say they're equally as bleak
It's the beginning of the end The car went up the hill And disappeared around the bend Ask anyone, they'll tell you that It's these times that it tends To start to breaking up To start to fall apart Hold on to your heart
Do me a favour And break my nose Do me a favour And tell me to go away Do me a favour And stop asking questions
She walked away, well, her shoes were untied And the eyes were all red You could see that we've cried And I watched and I waited 'till she was inside Forcing a smile and waving goodbye
Curiousity becomes a heavy load Too heavy to hold Too heavy to hold Curiousity becomes a heavy load Too heavy to hold Will force you to be cold
"And do me a favour and ask if you need some help" She said "Do me a favour and stop flattering yourself" How to tear apart the ties that bind Perhaps fuck off might be too kind Perhaps fuck off might be too kind
Compositor: Alexander David Turner (PRS)Editor: EMI Music Publishing Ltd (PRS)Administração: Sony Music Publishing LLCPublicado em 2008 (10/Dez)ECAD verificado obra #2279607 e fonograma #2441355 em 21/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM