Aimee Mann - Sugarcoated
Tekst :
You looked the part of
The poor brave martyr
And guess who broke your heart
Whoever has it
Sugarcoated
When they wrote it
I would ve believed it too
I would ve believed it too
I would believe it
I m so relentless
And you re defenseless
Until the pencil stops
You ll be the one who s
Sugarcoated
Overloaded
Do you believe it s true
Do you believe it s true
Do you believe it
And out of your mouth
Comes a stream of cliches
Now i have given you so much rope
You should have been hanging for days
But you keep spinning it out
Spinning it out
Spinning it out
Spinning it out
Spinning it out
Spinning it out
It wasn t nice though
I came back twice so
Now i m the antichrist
If i had been as
Sugarcoated
Self-promoted
They would ve believed me too
They would ve believed me too
Would you believe me too
Would you believe it too
-guitar solo-
Inne utwory
You know the rest Amateur Will she just fall down Are you serious Build that wall No one is watching you now True believer Columbus avenue How am i different Enough Freeway Voices carry You could make a killing Borrowing time Why must i Susan Angels never call Ballantines Superball Losowe utwory
Whatever it is, it ll keep till morning.
Haven t we both got better things to do? Midnight blue.
Even though simple things become rough, haven t we had enough?
And I think we can make it. One more time, if we try.
One more time for all the old times.
For all the times...
Fading out
Holding out
The innocent way
Loves run out
Left this world inside of me
Crying out
Screaming out
As the echoes within
The cat is out
No more secrets left within
The feelings gone
You swallowed the sun
One by one
The bolder has come
The...
If you lived next door to me
I yould be so neighbourly
I´d try to be your friend
Barbeques at the weekend
If you need a favour say
To feed your cats
While you´re away
I´s water all your plants
You´re...
Hold up, you re moving to fast
I m up, for something that lasts
I ain t looking to screw on the first night
Cause that s a no go
And if the vibe s good
Go to first base
Cause the first kiss
Could be your last taste
I...
Chorus(2X)
We aint going to the club
we aint buying out the bar
we aint tipping these hoes
we aint fuckin wit y all cause
we on the block tonight
I m making so much money and my pockets right.
Verse1:
My niggas handcuff bringing broads in to town cause
we in the trenches where its fucking going...