Testo di A Salesman's Guide to Non-Existence

Leave without a trace Don’t know when I’ll be back again Time to go I'm not playing The fiction is a love that’s built to outlast everything Time to go Woah No carving my name in your cherry tree So go on, get your good time in Darling, I didn't come all this way just to sell you something Nothing grows here in the cold What you see is just a dream and don’t Whatever you do to me, just hold on No Hatever you, you do to me Feeling your heart tempting me The fear of letting go of it occupies the space So tired of being alone So tired of this place No carving my name in your cherry tree So much for your good timing Darling, I didn't come all this way just to sell you something Nothing grows here in the cold What you see is just a dream and don’t Whatever you do to me, just hold on No Whatever you, you do to me Only thing about your love that’s wrong is timing Everything about your love is wrong timing Choke on the memory now Choke on the memory now Now Darling I didn’t come all this way just to give in Nothing grows here in the cold What you see is just a dream and don’t Whatever you do to me, just hold on No Whatever you, you do to me No, no, no, yeah