Paroles de Balk

the first chord's the favorite of everyone indeed it rings of possibilities, of all the things you thought a song could be of all your hopes and dreams la dee dee dee dee dee the next chord it dissapoints, it dissapoints like me it heads in a direction, and it stifles other opportunities of what the song could mean la dee dee dee dee dee and now i'm calling you, and it's a sunday, and i'm feeling like a whore and now i'm telling you, things i've told you, about a thousand times before the first time i kissed you we heard different things for sure i thought it was a lovesong yeah, but a short one yeah, well you were hearing more we both heard different chords we're different that's for sure and now i'm calling you, and it's a sunday, and i'm feeling like a whore and now i'm telling you, things i've told you, about a thousand times before well it's the last time that i'll hurt you i scream, at the top of my lungs what the hell has happened to the way things used to be when freedom meant much more than living harnessed gracefully and i could tell you that i loved you and believe it faithfully, dee dee dee dee and now i'm calling you, and it's a sunday, and i'm feeling like a whore and now i'm telling you, things i've told you, about a thousand times before well it's the last time that i'll hurt you i scream, at the top of my lungs