Tired Out Lyrics
| Song | Tired Out |
| Artist | Buck 65 |
| Album | Talkin' Honky Blues |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Buck 65, T.O.A.B. La Rone | |
| When I cheated on Sarah | |
| I couldn't bring my self to speak | |
| I couldn't sleep | |
| I couldn't concentrate | |
| I was weak | |
| I was strangled by guilt | |
| My heart with glass balls | |
| stone in my throat | |
| I acted like an asshole | |
| Sick to my stomach | |
| knowing I should burn in bed | |
| mad at myself | |
| I took it out on her instead | |
| Pushing it down | |
| being nice just felt phony | |
| afraid of the phone ringing | |
| Not alone but feeling lonely | |
| Digging a hole | |
| Now that I got a taste | |
| I couldn't get rid of it | |
| what an idiot what a waste | |
| Paranoid and disappointed | |
| Living a nightmare | |
| my every opportunity to wash my hands was right there | |
| When I cheated on Sarah | |
| there wasn't a star in the sky | |
| It was covered in clouds | |
| and I started to cry | |
| I was cold and I deserved to be | |
| hardened and worthless | |
| Windows painted shut | |
| rebel without a purpose | |
| Clowns smoking cigarettes | |
| I think I thought I heard her name | |
| killing time with my hands | |
| waiting for the hurricane | |
| [Chorus] | |
| I'm tired out, pave the way, to low on gas to save the day | |
| Slaves and outlaws king and pharaohs, no tomorrow slings and arrows I'm tired out | |
| I'm tired out, make the bed, scream loud enough to wake the dead | |
| Light a match, break the bread, all I can do is shake my head I'm tired out | |
| [Verse 2] | |
| When Sarah found out I cheated on her | |
| everything went to peaces | |
| hatches were dug up | |
| my desperate words were meant for Jesus | |
| I wanted to die | |
| the future wasn't awfully stable | |
| photographs burned while I stared at the coffee table | |
| The little dog laughed | |
| shaded the ceiling fan | |
| words like broken glass this is what I really am | |
| Eye of the storm | |
| we passed damage back and forth | |
| cool of her to be so kind | |
| she said I made a fool of her | |
| I ruled the sand castle | |
| skeleton feeling mourn | |
| people were dying out and babies were being born | |
| caught in the headlights | |
| the rest of the day coming | |
| I pulled in my sleeve while she begged me to say something | |
| [Chorus] | |
| I'm tired out, pave the way, to low on gas to save the day | |
| Slaves and outlaws king and pharaohs, no tomorrow slings and arrows I'm tired out | |
| I'm tired out, make the bed, scream loud enough to wake the dead | |
| Light a match, break the bread, all I can do is shake my head I'm tired out |
| zuo ci : Buck 65, T. O. A. B. La Rone | |
| When I cheated on Sarah | |
| I couldn' t bring my self to speak | |
| I couldn' t sleep | |
| I couldn' t concentrate | |
| I was weak | |
| I was strangled by guilt | |
| My heart with glass balls | |
| stone in my throat | |
| I acted like an asshole | |
| Sick to my stomach | |
| knowing I should burn in bed | |
| mad at myself | |
| I took it out on her instead | |
| Pushing it down | |
| being nice just felt phony | |
| afraid of the phone ringing | |
| Not alone but feeling lonely | |
| Digging a hole | |
| Now that I got a taste | |
| I couldn' t get rid of it | |
| what an idiot what a waste | |
| Paranoid and disappointed | |
| Living a nightmare | |
| my every opportunity to wash my hands was right there | |
| When I cheated on Sarah | |
| there wasn' t a star in the sky | |
| It was covered in clouds | |
| and I started to cry | |
| I was cold and I deserved to be | |
| hardened and worthless | |
| Windows painted shut | |
| rebel without a purpose | |
| Clowns smoking cigarettes | |
| I think I thought I heard her name | |
| killing time with my hands | |
| waiting for the hurricane | |
| Chorus | |
| I' m tired out, pave the way, to low on gas to save the day | |
| Slaves and outlaws king and pharaohs, no tomorrow slings and arrows I' m tired out | |
| I' m tired out, make the bed, scream loud enough to wake the dead | |
| Light a match, break the bread, all I can do is shake my head I' m tired out | |
| Verse 2 | |
| When Sarah found out I cheated on her | |
| everything went to peaces | |
| hatches were dug up | |
| my desperate words were meant for Jesus | |
| I wanted to die | |
| the future wasn' t awfully stable | |
| photographs burned while I stared at the coffee table | |
| The little dog laughed | |
| shaded the ceiling fan | |
| words like broken glass this is what I really am | |
| Eye of the storm | |
| we passed damage back and forth | |
| cool of her to be so kind | |
| she said I made a fool of her | |
| I ruled the sand castle | |
| skeleton feeling mourn | |
| people were dying out and babies were being born | |
| caught in the headlights | |
| the rest of the day coming | |
| I pulled in my sleeve while she begged me to say something | |
| Chorus | |
| I' m tired out, pave the way, to low on gas to save the day | |
| Slaves and outlaws king and pharaohs, no tomorrow slings and arrows I' m tired out | |
| I' m tired out, make the bed, scream loud enough to wake the dead | |
| Light a match, break the bread, all I can do is shake my head I' m tired out |
| zuò cí : Buck 65, T. O. A. B. La Rone | |
| When I cheated on Sarah | |
| I couldn' t bring my self to speak | |
| I couldn' t sleep | |
| I couldn' t concentrate | |
| I was weak | |
| I was strangled by guilt | |
| My heart with glass balls | |
| stone in my throat | |
| I acted like an asshole | |
| Sick to my stomach | |
| knowing I should burn in bed | |
| mad at myself | |
| I took it out on her instead | |
| Pushing it down | |
| being nice just felt phony | |
| afraid of the phone ringing | |
| Not alone but feeling lonely | |
| Digging a hole | |
| Now that I got a taste | |
| I couldn' t get rid of it | |
| what an idiot what a waste | |
| Paranoid and disappointed | |
| Living a nightmare | |
| my every opportunity to wash my hands was right there | |
| When I cheated on Sarah | |
| there wasn' t a star in the sky | |
| It was covered in clouds | |
| and I started to cry | |
| I was cold and I deserved to be | |
| hardened and worthless | |
| Windows painted shut | |
| rebel without a purpose | |
| Clowns smoking cigarettes | |
| I think I thought I heard her name | |
| killing time with my hands | |
| waiting for the hurricane | |
| Chorus | |
| I' m tired out, pave the way, to low on gas to save the day | |
| Slaves and outlaws king and pharaohs, no tomorrow slings and arrows I' m tired out | |
| I' m tired out, make the bed, scream loud enough to wake the dead | |
| Light a match, break the bread, all I can do is shake my head I' m tired out | |
| Verse 2 | |
| When Sarah found out I cheated on her | |
| everything went to peaces | |
| hatches were dug up | |
| my desperate words were meant for Jesus | |
| I wanted to die | |
| the future wasn' t awfully stable | |
| photographs burned while I stared at the coffee table | |
| The little dog laughed | |
| shaded the ceiling fan | |
| words like broken glass this is what I really am | |
| Eye of the storm | |
| we passed damage back and forth | |
| cool of her to be so kind | |
| she said I made a fool of her | |
| I ruled the sand castle | |
| skeleton feeling mourn | |
| people were dying out and babies were being born | |
| caught in the headlights | |
| the rest of the day coming | |
| I pulled in my sleeve while she begged me to say something | |
| Chorus | |
| I' m tired out, pave the way, to low on gas to save the day | |
| Slaves and outlaws king and pharaohs, no tomorrow slings and arrows I' m tired out | |
| I' m tired out, make the bed, scream loud enough to wake the dead | |
| Light a match, break the bread, all I can do is shake my head I' m tired out |
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