Own

作词:Fred Thomas

作曲:Alfred Moore Thomas III,Fred Thomas

所属专辑:Cruel August Moon

歌词

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Own - Saturday Looks Good To Me

I hear you whispering

When you think I'm not listening

But I can hear your voice

Echo through the alleyways

And now I'm guessing

That you'll come with some elaborate confession

You can save your breath

'Cause there ain't nothing to explain

You been saying one thing to me

And saying something else to everyone else that you see

And it's all over town

Did you think that I missed it

Just because I keep my number unlisted?

I can see your lies

Moving through the summer breeze

And now the night sky is breathing

While all of your followers are leaving

Don't you know by now

That they only come to leave?

You keep saying one thing to me

And saying something else to everyone else that you see

And it's all over town

When it finally comes out

I know you've been keeping it down

But don't think that I can't hear your talking underneath your breath

I hear you whispering

But you know the lines of division are already drawn

Down the center of the neighborhood

And I keep on thinking

About how when one thing's beginning

Then another's ending

Then another's ending

And you been saying one thing to me

And saying something else to everyone else that you see

But it's all over now.

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