Lirieke: Clarks. Fast Moving Cars. Anymore.

I gave my love everything
I tied an old glass heart to a ring
But she put it on a shelf
And I found, it didn't help anything

I gave my love all the time
I tied a worn out dress to a rhyme
But she left it at the door
And I found it on the floor every time

And I won't be making love or taking love
Or faking it no more
And I won't be breaking love, forsaking love
Or taking it no more

I gave my love every day
I took a dead end road and made a way
But she said it wouldn't work
And I found it in reverse, anyway

And I won't be making love or taking love
Or faking it no more
And I won't be breaking love forsaking love
Or taking it no more

And I won't be knocking on love's door anymore
Someday I'm gonna turn it around, I know, I know

I gave my love everything
I took a tired song and made it sing
But she put it on a shelf
And I found it didn't help anything

And I won't be making love or taking love
Or faking it no more
And I won't be breaking love forsaking love
Or wasting it no more

And I won't be making love or taking love
Or shaking it no more
And I won't be aching love for taking love from me
Anymore