| Another one-take wonder, complete with lyric mess-ups. But my half hour of free time is up, so this will have to do. :-) Sorry I haven't been putting up many videos lately... life, you know? Borderline Youre such a tortured soul You like to wear it out Display a pained expression and expect the rest of us to guess what its all about Got a lock on your brain And a drink in your hands Console yourself with thinking that no one in the world Could ever really understand Youre such a mystery to me, my love, my love Got your feet in the clouds And your head on the ground Conspiracies and accusations are the fuel that make your little world go round Got your finger on the pulse Taking tips from the news You dont care what happened you just want to get to cite whatever source you choose Why cant you take me at my word, my love, my love Chorus: Figuring it out, trying to see whats true Why you have to doubt how much I love you? (But) Everything I say is nothing that you hear Throwing all my words into a deaf ear But I will find a way to get to you, my love Broken shells on the floor Better watch where I walk Sometimes I feel, well, never mind I guess you didnt really want to hear me talk Nothing seen, nothing heard All our sins on my hands I would make up a confession if I thought that it would somehow help you understand You keep tearing me apart my love, my love (c) 2009 Leesha Harvey |
