歌词
I wish I could put you into words,
so it would all make sense.
I'd write you a thousand times,
your faces in pages.
Run your answers the best way you can,
It's that you never thought that you'd be coming in last.
you're always the same way,
the fresh starts with stained hands wear you out
The weekend towns, the picture frames,
It's my favorite shirt, I'm so glad you came.
And I think you're wrong, it's not just vacation,
Run your answers the best way you can,
It's that you never thought that you'd be coming in last.
.....
Don't bother now you just said enough.
Don't bother now you just said enough.
Don't bother now you just said enough.
Don't bother now you just said enough.
Don't bother now you just said enough.
Don't bother now you just said enough.
Don't bother now you just said enough.
Don't bother now you just said enough.