tim kasherről már írtam.
a monogamy-album tényleg erről szól, az egész ilyen párkapcsolati izékről meg mindenről. jó a csávó.
When we were new I was like a child;
like a child, I became disillusioned.
We used to roll around like bear cubs.
Now, all we wrestle is with indifference
'til we both give in - did we both give in?
I thought love was supposed to spill from our hearts.
I can't feel it.
No fireworks, no twinkling stars,
no lump in my throat, no butterflies
fluttering around - I can't feel it.
I can't feel anything at all.
We spend the weekends on the couch.
Sure, we'd go out, but we're trying to save money.
We said we'd never grow complacent;
oh, but it came on so easily.
I thought love was going to tear us apart.
I can't feel it.
No powder keg, no electric charge,
no goosebumped skin, no hairs standing
up on my arm - I can't feel it.
I can't feel anything at all.
We went back to the bar where we first met
and recreated the events from the booth to the bed.
And I couldn't feel anything at all.
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