Back Row کے بول

Silent disguise of affection Muffled deep in your sleeve a nervous cough I hear the lines you’ve rehearsed ‘em The matter being you’re unsure if I’ll pay off But I’m not waiting around I break real well when handled rough, I know it I think it’s best you keep your tough love where I can see it Take that or leave it I’m having problems with your line up The sign said open mic, not three-man band night Or I’d have gone up the road Oh honey you’re up next, if you play this right But I’m not banking on career I aim for the back row, with good form I find my seat off stage, it’s still warm Nothing better, why don’t you let her sing a song or two But I’m not waiting around I break real well when handled rough, I know it I think it’s best you keep your tough love where I can see it Take that or leave it But I’m not banking on career I aim for the back row, with good form I find my seat off stage, it’s still warm Nothing better, why don’t you let her sing a song or two