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It won t be clean and easy
There s more to carry than a case or two
I come with a history that I won t forget in a life with you
This man s been true to me and I didn t come by him easy
Shame shame crying shame
Losing more than a family name
Don t let your footsteps falter
You re gonna get wet if you dip in the water
Be sure what you take me for and I won t ever want for more
Don t let your footsteps fail me
You re gonna get sunk if you slip on the way
When I say that the time is right
Go walk this mother out of sight
I didn t plan to meet you now here I am on the roundabout
See the road where I lived my life
If I go with you there s no turning back
I m tired and I ain t proud but I want your more than I ever have
Tell me baby, did you think about it?
It won t be young and pretty
Look around you, you know it
Ain t nothing new for me I don t get fooled so easy
What s good ain t gonna be fine six months on down the line
Shame shame crying shame
Losing more than a family name
Have you found it? Did you find what you re looking for?
You know you change your mind and it s a waste of time
And heaven only knows you ll be on your own

I ll tell it to the world.
I want them to know
How much I love you, so can
I tell it to the world?
I m just trying to show you that
I truly love you.

Many people have love, but
There s no love like mine, that s
why I m holding you so close to...

Ever since you mounted me, im afraid you d deny it.
you never need to break the skull, just pull out the things inside it.
on your body you painted your hairs, the one s that matter,
the one s that divide you. i can see around...

Telefon dzwoni
w pustym mieszkaniu
I znowu nie wiem
gdzie ona jest
Telefon dzwoni
w pustym mieszkaniu
Nikt nie odbiera
przez ca³y dzieñ

Nie s³ysza³em jej g³osu
od 36 godzin
Gdzie ona jest?

Telefon dzwoni
Sygna³ w s³uchawce
I znowu nie wiem
gdzie ona jest
Telefon...

Out of her mouth it came as no surprise
lipstick stained and whip-cream lies
I feel that if I had been uglier
it would have been easier

There it sat, blinked and spat
in a black feather hat
and the the rat...

Monday s eyes have got stuck on the ceiling again
Then motivation just hung up the phone on a friend
A bottle of wine and this sorry excuse for a song
Nothing excites me and I don t know where I belong

But I still...
Look in the mirror