Gun Cupboard Love Lyrics
| Song | Gun Cupboard Love |
| Artist | Everything But the Girl |
| Album | Eden |
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| There’s a time I cried beady and took to much you | |
| But I’m a way you stand and interested in how not to feel | |
| The guns are hurting my dreams | |
| For you don’t hardly see | |
| We may only show you some | |
| Watch your stupid guns you son | |
| When nothing matters anymore | |
| I not believe you enough to go to war | |
| When nothing matters anymore | |
| I not believe you enough to go to war | |
| There’s a time I cried any man is better than none | |
| The time alone I spent and dreaded the day the battle is won | |
| The joy son and could be dead (The joy son could be dead) | |
| The stranger in my bed (The stranger in my bed) | |
| Meet me in a carefree half | |
| Swings me around the garden path | |
| When nothing matters anymore | |
| I not believe you enough to go to war | |
| When nothing matters anymore | |
| I’m not the girl you left to go to war | |
| I thought I knew the man you were | |
| Nightmares are the things you must have done when you could | |
| I been singing all you could say loving you anymore is gone | |
| I won’t trust those arms to hold those hands to mould my soul | |
| I don’t want him to rush at you | |
| So I don’t want him to grow up like you | |
| I don’t want him to rush at you | |
| So I don’t want him to grow up like you |
| There' s a time I cried beady and took to much you | |
| But I' m a way you stand and interested in how not to feel | |
| The guns are hurting my dreams | |
| For you don' t hardly see | |
| We may only show you some | |
| Watch your stupid guns you son | |
| When nothing matters anymore | |
| I not believe you enough to go to war | |
| When nothing matters anymore | |
| I not believe you enough to go to war | |
| There' s a time I cried any man is better than none | |
| The time alone I spent and dreaded the day the battle is won | |
| The joy son and could be dead The joy son could be dead | |
| The stranger in my bed The stranger in my bed | |
| Meet me in a carefree half | |
| Swings me around the garden path | |
| When nothing matters anymore | |
| I not believe you enough to go to war | |
| When nothing matters anymore | |
| I' m not the girl you left to go to war | |
| I thought I knew the man you were | |
| Nightmares are the things you must have done when you could | |
| I been singing all you could say loving you anymore is gone | |
| I won' t trust those arms to hold those hands to mould my soul | |
| I don' t want him to rush at you | |
| So I don' t want him to grow up like you | |
| I don' t want him to rush at you | |
| So I don' t want him to grow up like you |
| There' s a time I cried beady and took to much you | |
| But I' m a way you stand and interested in how not to feel | |
| The guns are hurting my dreams | |
| For you don' t hardly see | |
| We may only show you some | |
| Watch your stupid guns you son | |
| When nothing matters anymore | |
| I not believe you enough to go to war | |
| When nothing matters anymore | |
| I not believe you enough to go to war | |
| There' s a time I cried any man is better than none | |
| The time alone I spent and dreaded the day the battle is won | |
| The joy son and could be dead The joy son could be dead | |
| The stranger in my bed The stranger in my bed | |
| Meet me in a carefree half | |
| Swings me around the garden path | |
| When nothing matters anymore | |
| I not believe you enough to go to war | |
| When nothing matters anymore | |
| I' m not the girl you left to go to war | |
| I thought I knew the man you were | |
| Nightmares are the things you must have done when you could | |
| I been singing all you could say loving you anymore is gone | |
| I won' t trust those arms to hold those hands to mould my soul | |
| I don' t want him to rush at you | |
| So I don' t want him to grow up like you | |
| I don' t want him to rush at you | |
| So I don' t want him to grow up like you |
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