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Lyrics: Clarks (The). Fast Moving Cars. Anymore.


I gave my love everything
I tied an old glass heart to a ring
But she put it on a shelf
And I found it didn't help anything

I gave my love all the time
I tied a worn out dress to a rhyme
But she left it at the door
And I found it on the floor every time

And I won't be making love or taking love
or faking it no more
And I won't be breaking love forsaking love
or taking it no more

I gave my love every day
I took a dead end road and made a way
But she said it wouldn't work
And I found it in reverse anyway

And I won't be making love or taking love
or faking it no more
And I won't be breaking love forsaking love
or taking it no more
And I won't be knocking on love's door anymore
Someday I'm gonna turn it around I know I know

I gave my love everything
I took a tired song and made it sing
But she put it on a shelf
And I found it didn't help anything

And I won't be making love or taking love
or faking it no more
And I won't be breaking love forsaking love
or wasting it no more
And I won't be making love or taking love
or shaking it no more
And I won't be aching love for taking love from me
Anymore