Frou Frou - Hear me out

Tekst :

I join the cue on your answer phone
And all I am is holding breath
Just pick up I know you re there
Can t you hear?
I m not myself

Oh, go ahead and lie to me
You could say anything
Small talk will be just fine
Your voice is everything
We owe to life
And it all depends on you

It s only summer
The sun hasn t set
(I refuse to believe that it s only me you fear)
Just hear me out
I m not over you yet
(Love is on the line, can you handle it?)

So how do I do normal?
The smile I fake
The permanent wave
Oh, cue cards aren t fixing it
Can t you tell?
I m not myself

I m a slow motion accident
Lost in coffee rings and fingerprints
I don t wanna feel anything but I do
And it all comes back to you

It s only summer
The sun hasn t set
(I refuse to believe that it s only me you fear)
Just hear me out
I m not over you yet
(Love is on the line, can you handle it?)

It s only summer
You ve got me strained
Just hear me out
Don t make me wait
I m not myself
I can t take this
Love s on the line
Is that your final answer?

I join the cue on your answer phone
And all I am is holding breath
Just pick up, I know you re there...

It s only summer
The sun hasn t set
(I refuse to believe that it s only me you fear)
Just hear me out
I m not over you yet
(Love is on the line, can you handle it?)

Inne utwory

  • Old piano
  • Maddening shroud
  • Must be dreaming
  • Breathe in
  • Close up
  • Shh
  • Flicks
  • Psychobabble
  • Let go
  • Holding out for a hero
  • Only got one
  • The dumbing down of love
  • Diving by four strings
  • Losowe utwory

    Dirty dirty

    [Chorus:]
    We can be all cute, all sweet, and flirty flirty
    But won t hesitate to get dirty dirty
    Ain t nothing you can do when we decide
    It s about to get dirty
    Can be a princess for a night, real pirty pirty

    Kill niggaz

    Yeah, check, check, I can t, I can t manage I, I can t
    (But you must Rick) I can t, I can t manage
    (But you must Rick) Ah, shit

    Hoes ass kiss cause I m like Jason, vision
    Releasin me a basket case from prison - Pissed
    Blood feenin , the...

    Hybrid stigmata - The apostasy

    The apparition of two faces in disgust
    Invisible but yet so clear
    Reflections seen by a fugitive
    Trying to escape the looking glass
    Blood runs from open wounds of false flesh
    The one in front of the mirror exceeds the image
    Eager to leave...

    Lolita nie en bloc

    Lolita nie en bloc elle navigue au loin sous
    les cils à cent lieues de se douter que les
    silences et la jalousie la guettent elle oublie
    la liste et l allonge encore elle veut s isoler
    et alors elle s absorbe dans la contemplation

    Forgiven

    You
    know how us Catholic girls can be
    We make up for so much time a little too late
    I never forgot it, confusing as it was
    No fun with no guilt feelings
    The sinners, the saviors, the loverless priests
    I ll see you...