I've got a green bag and a fridge with some beers
"American Hearts" is spinning on the other side of the room
I'm on my own, it's cold outside
Am I lonely?

Cider for breakfast with a pulse as strong as mine
Smoke stings my eyes, it's hard to see anyone else but you
Even if they're right in front of my eyes
So what if you're just another pair of legs knotted in mine?

There's a million different ways to say a single line
I let my teeth from my tongue and tell you I can't find the words
There's a million different ways to say a single line
I let my teeth from my tongue and tell you I can't find the words

La canción fue subida el 11 de Agosto de 2011 a las 22:03 horas. Consulta toda la información de Great Cynics en Alternative Volume.

Comparte esta canción: