sexta-feira, 29 de dezembro de 2006

foolish games


Well, excuse me,
guess I've mistaken you for somebody else,
Somebody who gave a damn,
Somebody more like myself.



Well in case you failed to notice,
In case you failed to see,
This is my heart bleeding before you,
This is me down on my knees, and...


These foolish games are tearing me apart,
And your thoughtless words are breaking my heart.
You're breaking my heart.
You're always brilliant in the morning,
Smoking your cigarettes and talking over coffee.
Your philosophies on art, Baroque moved you.You loved Mozart and you'd speak of your loved ones


You'd teach me of honest things,
Things that were daring, things that were clean.
Things that knew what an honest dollar did mean.
I hid my soiled hands behind my back.
Somewhere along the line,
I must've gone
Off track with you.




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