Тексты песен «Butch Walker»

And the sky is falling upwards On a summer desert night While kids in school are forced To sing the battle hymns just right Extras paid to get excited On the TV screen So doped up on diversions That they don't...

"Passed Your Place, Saw Your Car, Thought Of You" Now honey, dry your eyes. Get back in the car. There's no need to end it this way. That's what she said, when I shot off the head Of our love on that one...

How much time have you got? Hangin' till your ride comes? I get kinda lonesome on these roads. Yeah, there's a lot named after a fruit tree. If you were me then you'd be wonderin' why I moved but to tell the truth. It...

I woke up on Sunday morning With a shoe that was not mine Let the taxi on the corner drive away So I walked up Ponce De Leon With my lips all caked in wine But my night clothes in the day time Gave me away And...

Do you remember when we met Liquor drinks and cigarettes All the boys were takin bets My credit card so in debt Bought drinks from you at the bar Poured them out behind my car So I could come back to where you are And...

Well I fumbled for a pencil And my I'm so sorry pad And I wrote until I sprained my stupid brain Well you know that there's a reason I made this up so fast I though I'd never get a chance to say What's on my mind, I'm...

Written by Butch Walker I see him look at you and speak with such eloquence All I can do is rhyme eloquence with presidence It's the only word I think about When your his and not mine... (So unkind, so unkind)...

I see him look at you and speak with such eloquence All I can do is rhyme eloquence with precedence It's the only word I think about When you're his and not mine (So unkind, so unkind) And it gets so annoying like...

He looks up at her to find she staring back At fingerless gloves, with fingernails black There's a permanent frown That's etched in her skin Designer bag fat, her figure is thin He says hi to her, she nothing to him...

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She Likes Hair Bands On satellite radio But I was in one So it's a little too close to home She can dance like She's done it for a living before And I kinda dance like I've been shot in the leg for sure She's got all...

"Ships In A Bottle" Now everybody sleeps But I haven't done that In the last few weeks or so And ya I know the remedy But that ran out yesterday And I can't refill anything Especially my heart...

Here's the thing, we started out friends It was cool, but it was all pretend Yeah, yeah Since you've been gone, gone, gone, gone... You're dedicated, you took the time It wasn't long before I made you mine...

Rather then be on tape and make my own song this messed up so uh instead of me sitting up here doin' a little dance for ya and singing "On a monday I'm Waiting" i'm gonna like you know, i'm gonna prove that...

So at last Southern California Sun sets like a long goodbye I've been dreaming about it for days But I don't ask why I can feel it in my bones I'm a careless season it started just the other day And what'd you...

Can you please, remind me how you feel? This emptiness is real, I can't bear the thought of it. and please, remind me how to smile, I lost track after awhile. Is happiness so hard to get? Is it me, or is this over? As...

Well there's sand in my book From writing on the beach Trying to find a song for you That the ocean can only reach And this beach is getting wider Than my train of thought is long And each little grain of sand Is...

Well there's sand in my book From writing on the beach Trying to find a song for you That the ocean can only reach And this beach is getting wider Than my train of thought is long And each little grain of sand...

Seven Hours till the moon sleeps I Lose my mind as I drive away Your Cigerettes are in the back seat I cant bring myself to throw away All of the film in the camera that took all the pictures of the imagages in my...

Seven hours till the moon sleeps I lose my mind as I drive away Your cigarettes are in the back seat I can't bring myself to throw away All of the film from the camera that took All the pictures of the images in...