Тексты песен «Willie Wisely»

Some call her quiet, others call her just plain weird We hooked up in England days before she disappeared Love has a way of crushing those I've known I thought I was strong, wanted you to take control In my altitudes...

These are the days These are the good ones After this it's all down hill I got a raise But something smells rotten All good till you can't pay the bill Don't know what this has to do with drinking Hooking up, that's...

Don't drop by. I'll be wasted And I'll get mean. You don't want to see that again You carved a number in the arm of my imagination So I was too quick to rip out a page of history But it's a little sick, the way you...

How can you stand there after all we've been through And act as if good fortune's nothing new? You had me half believing that if your dream came true I'd be receiving something too But that's a joke And I was laughing...

I feel like ripping every vein out of my arm ?Cause if I do I might feel better I know you mean it when you say you're ?fucking through? But give me time yeah, give me time And let me run wild Let me run wild Not...

I'm your puddle of water, you jump over me Your rusty old screen door, come and go as you please Everything comes to you so easily There's so much more to you than me So I look up find you flying over Parador Wishing I...

I fought for signs of life behind the crowds Where flowers die beneath man-made clouds I swore another year would not go by And I feel like staying home again You are just the right medicine Like long nights staring...

Waiting for my entrance Blowing past the street signs Missing every other turn Still getting there on time Staring into loop holes Faking every short cut Knowing that my very best Is on the other line This is...

Early in the morning when the sun comes through any window Break the promise that each day is a new early morning, through any window Blue is the memory of her bedroom eyes Green as the envy I can't hide Red is the...

That dirty old t-shirt never looked better Than hung on the frame of my beautiful Heather She's young, and I'm stung Through all of the pain and all my denial The arguments lasted for miles and miles We went deep, deep...

Who blew out the sun Shinned up a ladder and snuffed out the life giving one Can't you comprehend the magnitude When you blew out the sun Who pulls down the clouds Drags them down hissing and kicking to die on the...