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Thereâs a time I cried beady and took to much you
But Iâm a way you stand and interested in how not to feel
The guns are hurting my dreams
For you donât hardly see
We may only show you some
Watch your stupid guns you son
When nothing matters anymore
I not believe you enough to go to war
When nothing matters anymore
I not believe you enough to go to war
Thereâs a time I cried any man is better than none
The time alone I spent and dreaded the day the battle is won
The joy son and could be dead (The joy son could be dead)
The stranger in my bed (The stranger in my bed)
Meet me in a carefree half
Swings me around the garden path
When nothing matters anymore
I not believe you enough to go to war
When nothing matters anymore
Iâm not the girl you left to go to war
I thought I knew the man you were
Nightmares are the things you must have done when you could
I been singing all you could say loving you anymore is gone
I wonât trust those arms to hold those hands to mould my soul
I donât want him to rush at you
So I donât want him to grow up like you
I donât want him to rush at you
So I donât want him to grow up like you
- Album:
- Walking Wounded
- Amplified Heart
- Miscellaneous
- Home Movies
- The Language Of Life
- Eden
- Los 101 mejores duetos
- Acoustic
- Worldwide
- Home Movies - The Best of Everything But The Girl
- Kisstory 2015
- Dinner Party Songs
- The Platinum Collection
- Temperamental
- Idlewild
- Love Not Money (US Version)
- Idlewild (Deluxe Edition)
- Baby, The Stars Shine Bright (Deluxe Edition)
- Love Not Money (Deluxe Edition)
- Missing (Remixes)