Sorry sir, I stole your money Sorry sir, I feel but it's so So twisted, so unreal It was what I'd heard of and what I didn't have But I cannot give what I do not have And I cannot take what I do not have, I can't take it Don't stultify, don't hold me high Don't stultify, don't hold me high Too many things held precious, too many things held dear That's what I hate and that's what I fear Too much to ask for may leave me feeling lonely But too little leaves me nothing, nothing But the drone in your voice and the fly on the wall said "It's over, it's over, it's over, it is" And what do I wish for you, what do I wish? It's over, it's over, it is And are we still solemn and bleeding? And are we still swimming to water that was wet? You can't give away certain things that you get From the outside to the inside I couldn't tell you how it really was There has to be more on one hand Keep your head above water on the other, the other. But the drone in your voice and the fly on the wall said "It's over, it's over, it's over, it is" What do I wish for you, what do I wish? It's over, it's over, it is And are we, are still solemn and bleeding? Are we still swimming to water that was already wet? I can forgive but I won't forget I'll wish for you, I'll plead and I'll steal Hold me precious and hold me dear I'll wish for you, I'll sing and I'll feel Don't stultify, don't hold me high Like a Gothic staple, a last goodbye One way to float is if you die And it's over, it's over, it's over It's over, it's over, it's over, it's over, it's over © MUSIC CORPORATION OF AMERICA; FURIOUS ROSE MUSIC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com