Well I hate to be a cliche Hate it even more to let you get your way And I don?t know what to do Caught between hating and loving you Love those shadows
You can't tell the truth Not even to yourself It hurts too much to admit that it's in there You can lie and dissemble with anyone else But I know you
Haven't seen you for weeks now haven't been around you aren't looking so good tell me why you're slipping down you call me loaded singing in the phone
Baby, I think that I'm dying I wish I could see your face One more time, before I'm gone Forever from this place It's not what I wanted It's not what
I won't bury you in the basement As I've been known to do I won't bludgeon your memory Leave you crying out for truth There's a song we sing together
Traduzione: Correndo con le forbici Soundtrack. Catherine Feeny - mr. Blu.