Blush کے بول

I?m not wasting another day Planning ahead as if I could care What happened to you? Your eyes are so open wide Did you think I would run away? Did you think that I would stay here? I guess you never knew I didn?t know what was happening And everyday you work yourself and your hands down to the bone Thinking that nothing counts, but everything counts Including every last cent you?re underpaid If I could pull myself together, I would drive so far away And force myself to have another glass Until the very next time that I get paid What would your mother say? What would your father think of you? Is your face turning red? I think I changed my mind I never know what you say to me I never know what goes on inside there I?m always the first one to target and patronize But I know that Every day you work yourself and your hands down to the bone Thinking that nothing counts, but everything counts Including every last cent you?re underpaid If I could pull myself together, I would drive so far away And force myself to have another glass Until the very next time that I get paid And every day you work yourself and your hands down to the bone Thinking that nothing counts, but everything counts Including every last cent you?re underpaid If I could pull myself together, I would drive so far away And force myself to have another glass Until the very next time that I get paid