Song | Panda |
Artist | This Town Needs Guns |
Album | Animals |
I’m in love!are the 3 words | |
I hope to hear next year. | |
Another place another time another twinkle in eyes caught between awkward glancesin crowded social scenes, another breeding ground for apathyto tire me into indifference. | |
Now that I’m numbto places | |
I had run from. | |
Know when you’re wrongit’s cos you’re fallible just like everyone. | |
Just stuck between a lampshade and the drunk. | |
Sentenced to an evening as the party entertainment’s prop. | |
Oh but it’s only you that | |
I am thinking of. | |
Please return to me, cos it’s so… | |
So hard to take that | |
I might break. | |
I’m discovering that there’s so much to consider worthwhile,but most of all | |
I’ve learned to hate that | |
I’m still stuck on you. | |
If time has taught us this much,it’s that honesty is the cornerstone of trust. | |
Well to tell the truth | |
I’m tired of watching clocks,waiting for endings of evenings that never seem to stop. | |
Enough!In short | |
I’ve comeback to the places | |
I had run from. | |
You saw it allfall to pieces, now it’s so… |
I' m in love! are the 3 words | |
I hope to hear next year. | |
Another place another time another twinkle in eyes caught between awkward glancesin crowded social scenes, another breeding ground for apathyto tire me into indifference. | |
Now that I' m numbto places | |
I had run from. | |
Know when you' re wrongit' s cos you' re fallible just like everyone. | |
Just stuck between a lampshade and the drunk. | |
Sentenced to an evening as the party entertainment' s prop. | |
Oh but it' s only you that | |
I am thinking of. | |
Please return to me, cos it' s so | |
So hard to take that | |
I might break. | |
I' m discovering that there' s so much to consider worthwhile, but most of all | |
I' ve learned to hate that | |
I' m still stuck on you. | |
If time has taught us this much, it' s that honesty is the cornerstone of trust. | |
Well to tell the truth | |
I' m tired of watching clocks, waiting for endings of evenings that never seem to stop. | |
Enough! In short | |
I' ve comeback to the places | |
I had run from. | |
You saw it allfall to pieces, now it' s so |