الكلمات الأصلية
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Please don’t chase us to the score of a spectacle
I threw my drawings in the dirt
You took it hard, and you’re so compelling
I strode in catching stars
Walked back out with screaming palms
Hoping I would never leave my roses
And I never did again
'Cause I never thought I’d choke
If it is the stars I lost, I lost them for you
Pick me up, sell me cold, if that's what you gotta do
So I could be cryin' 'cause of you
But I know it's fun to drain my eyes
Checked into my room for the view
But I know I'm yours 'cause you shut my blinds
Pretty features in the birds are forgettable
I wonder how you wander through the cars
'Cause all your fevers often
Spoke highly of his fame
You breathed so loud with broken words
Hoping I would never leave my roses
And I never laughed at all
'Cause I never thought I’d choke
If it is the stars I lost, I lost them for you
Pick me up, sell me cold, if that's what you gotta do
So I could be cryin' 'cause of you
But I know it's fun to drain my eyes
Checked into my room for the view
But I know I'm yours 'cause you shut my blinds
I don’t know the reasons
I don’t have your mail
Trickle down the preachers
Drag them down to scale
If it is the stars I lost, I lost them for you
Pick me up, sell me cold, if that's what you gotta do
So I could be cryin' 'cause of you
But I know it's fun to drain my eyes
Drain my eyes
Drain my eyes
