Paroles de Cynical One

I like looking at your eyes Playing piano and staring out your window In the middle of the night From your house on the hill I was hoping that you wouldn’t forget me But I know you will So don’t go around saying There’s no such thing as love You can’t go trading me places Don’t forget that I I am the cynical one Wine and roses are fine But I like the harder stuff And I can still remember When too much, too much was never enough So don’t go around saying There’s no such thing as love You can’t go trading me places Don’t forget that I I am the cynical one Don’t forget that I I am the cynical one Don’t forget that I I am the cynical one Don’t forget that I I am the cynical one