Keane "Early Winter" |
You, you have a face for fashion For style in the place of passion A rose in the garden You, you look like you really meant it Twisting the knife in my chest Stamping on whats left I never was I never was one for crying I never was one for tears The map, the map of the world is on you the moon gravitates around you The seasons obey you But I never was I never was one for crying I never was one for tears No sooner was I born Than i was dying What kind of world is this? Its only a stone for throwing Looks like an early winter, alright Looks like an early winter, alright An early winter, alright You turned me over Why, why do you act so stupid When you know you are always right Looks like an early winter, alright Looks like an early winter, alright An early winter alright You turn me over alright And it gets too much yeah it gets too much Starting over and over and over again And it gets too much yeah it gets too much Starting over and over and over again And it gets too much yeah it gets too much Starting over and over and over again Alright, you turned me over Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |