you haven't the right to demand it I'm writing you a hate song I don't wanna have to hold your hand I'm writing you a hate song And I'm hoping that you
It's too nice to breathe And I was feeling dirty 'til now Now witness me silent Now I've got over thirty Good reasons to live It's too nice to breathe
When I see you cry Talking on the phone at night You never tell me why When it all goes down And you know shit gets around And rumors are true I'll never
Oh, the waters flow over rock and stone O'er the waters blow windy wind so cold Oh, the rivers flow so old Oh, the rivers flow so old. O'er the rivers
It's too nice to breathe And I was feeling dirty 'Til now Now witness me silent Now I've got over thirty Good reasons to live It's too nice to breathe
haven't the right to demand it I'm writing you a hate song I don't want to have to hold your hand I'm writing you a hate song And I'm hoping that you
Translation: Posies. Hate Song.
Translation: Posies. Song #1.
Translation: Posies. Fall Song.
found her when she was three Where she lied We talked within a wave Of things we could not crave But circumstances turn graves That's where she lied
her when she was three Where she lied We talked within a wave Of things we could not crave But circumstances turn grave(s) That's where she lied (chorus
Translation: Posies. How She Lied By Living.
Translation: Posies. How She Lied.
