Song | Oh My God |
Artist | It Bites |
Album | The Tall Ships |
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Oh my god, the genius of it all | |
The way the words spit from my mouth | |
I’m self-assured and meaninglessly bored | |
And all these things straight through your heart | |
So when you talk to me there’s nothing left to say | |
And only one thing can remain, so please refrain cos… | |
Chorus: | |
I’m so wrapped in writing words for you | |
(I got your words, I got your words, I got your words, I got your words, I got your words, I got) | |
I’m so strung out that nothing else will do | |
(I got your words, I got your words, I got your words, I got your words, I got your words, I got) | |
Oh my god, how boring I’ve become | |
I’ll say this again and again | |
I’m self-obsessed and tedious at best | |
I’d wish this on no-one but you | |
And when I talk to you I find it hard to say | |
You’re wasting all these words again, I feel ashamed now | |
(Chorus) | |
Hoping these letters will carry you through in the old dramatic way | |
And I still recall as I bury the wall | |
It’s a gentle reminder there’s always the time to go sailing | |
Hey you’ve got yourself to blame | |
As these promises spoken, like hearts will be broken | |
I’m wrapped round your finger, your words still mean something to me | |
(Chorus) |
Oh my god, the genius of it all | |
The way the words spit from my mouth | |
I' m selfassured and meaninglessly bored | |
And all these things straight through your heart | |
So when you talk to me there' s nothing left to say | |
And only one thing can remain, so please refrain cos | |
Chorus: | |
I' m so wrapped in writing words for you | |
I got your words, I got your words, I got your words, I got your words, I got your words, I got | |
I' m so strung out that nothing else will do | |
I got your words, I got your words, I got your words, I got your words, I got your words, I got | |
Oh my god, how boring I' ve become | |
I' ll say this again and again | |
I' m selfobsessed and tedious at best | |
I' d wish this on noone but you | |
And when I talk to you I find it hard to say | |
You' re wasting all these words again, I feel ashamed now | |
Chorus | |
Hoping these letters will carry you through in the old dramatic way | |
And I still recall as I bury the wall | |
It' s a gentle reminder there' s always the time to go sailing | |
Hey you' ve got yourself to blame | |
As these promises spoken, like hearts will be broken | |
I' m wrapped round your finger, your words still mean something to me | |
Chorus |
Oh my god, the genius of it all | |
The way the words spit from my mouth | |
I' m selfassured and meaninglessly bored | |
And all these things straight through your heart | |
So when you talk to me there' s nothing left to say | |
And only one thing can remain, so please refrain cos | |
Chorus: | |
I' m so wrapped in writing words for you | |
I got your words, I got your words, I got your words, I got your words, I got your words, I got | |
I' m so strung out that nothing else will do | |
I got your words, I got your words, I got your words, I got your words, I got your words, I got | |
Oh my god, how boring I' ve become | |
I' ll say this again and again | |
I' m selfobsessed and tedious at best | |
I' d wish this on noone but you | |
And when I talk to you I find it hard to say | |
You' re wasting all these words again, I feel ashamed now | |
Chorus | |
Hoping these letters will carry you through in the old dramatic way | |
And I still recall as I bury the wall | |
It' s a gentle reminder there' s always the time to go sailing | |
Hey you' ve got yourself to blame | |
As these promises spoken, like hearts will be broken | |
I' m wrapped round your finger, your words still mean something to me | |
Chorus |