Lirieke: Ryan Adams. Faithless Street. Revenge.
:
What ever happened to you, you're trashed
And I'm still wrong
I know you wanted to stay so long
And I'm still wrong
And there were no secrets, there were no stories,
There was no one around
And there were no reasons, there was no questions,
There is no point now
What ever happened to you, you're trashed
And I'm still wrong
I know you wanted to stay so long
And I'll all wrong
So tell me a secret, did you want to see me pull my guns?
So tell me a secret, there were no stories, nobody won
I'll give you a reason, I'll wage your war,
Pull the punch from your face (?)
I'll stand my guard, I'll give you a reason,
You might see it, you might hate it,
You might never know your name
So tell me a secret, did you want to see me pull my guns?
(reason, tell me one more lie)
So tell me a secret, stole all your punches in the eye (?)
Tell me a secret, wage your war, stole all your punches (?)
Tell me a secret, how does it feel to be so old?
How does it feel to be so old?
To see her cry?
What ever happened to you, you're trashed
And I'm still wrong
I know you wanted to stay so long
And I'm still wrong
And there were no secrets, there were no stories,
There was no one around
And there were no reasons, there was no questions,
There is no point now
What ever happened to you, you're trashed
And I'm still wrong
I know you wanted to stay so long
And I'll all wrong
So tell me a secret, did you want to see me pull my guns?
So tell me a secret, there were no stories, nobody won
I'll give you a reason, I'll wage your war,
Pull the punch from your face (?)
I'll stand my guard, I'll give you a reason,
You might see it, you might hate it,
You might never know your name
So tell me a secret, did you want to see me pull my guns?
(reason, tell me one more lie)
So tell me a secret, stole all your punches in the eye (?)
Tell me a secret, wage your war, stole all your punches (?)
Tell me a secret, how does it feel to be so old?
How does it feel to be so old?
To see her cry?
Faithless Street
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