كلمات Everysong

Everysong Think you're really something ,now Just because I offer you A ride in my brand new car When you know we're nothing more than just Smoke and rhetoric And we're barely rhyming as we are So don't get so excited He's not that kind of writer The chances are we'll wind up in some godforsaken cul-de-sac Not love No use to get sad about it Can't love everysong Well let's not lose perspective, now Just because we spend a little time together while we're on our way And sure I'll hold you for a little while If you ask me I can stay At least until tomorrow But now we're halfway through the song and I'm still tagging along Surely clouds are coming soon But as of now I can see nothing but blue No use to go second guessing Can't cry everysong Maybe the wine is going cheap at the creative retreat Maybe our man's smoking something Because something's feeling scarily like love No need to complain No siree Bob Can't cry everysong