Waiting on a sunday afternoon
for what I read between the lines, your lies.
Feelin like a hand in rusted shame
so do you laugh or does it cry? Reply?
Leavin on a southern train
only yesterday you lied,
promises of what I seemed to be
only watched the time go by,
all of these things you said to me.
Breathing is the hardest thing
to do. with all I`ve said and
all that`s dead for you, you lied, good bye
Leavin on a southern train
only yesterday you lied,
promises of what I seemed to be
only watched the time go by,
all of these things I said to you
Waiting on a sunday afternoon
for what I read between the lines, your lies.
Feelin like a hand in rusted shame
so do you laugh or does it cry? Reply?
Leavin on a southern train
only yesterday you lied,
promises of what I seemed to be
only watched the time go by,
all of these things you said to me.
Breathing is the hardest thing
to do. with all I`ve said and
all that`s dead for you, you lied, good bye
Leavin on a southern train
only yesterday you lied,
promises of what I seemed to be
only watched the time go by,
all of these things I said to you