Cliche

Мне нравится

Текст, перевод и аккорды “Cliche”
One more game, one more chance One more orchestrated song and dance Hed be up front and speak his peace And ask for her time To put their heads together And try to make the knot unwind And it strikes home that its time to make his move Or its time to turn and walk away So he plays that old clich Silent tears, bleeding heart Well our prima donna plies her art Defenses of defenses of faultless design Still shes only asking him To help her make the knot unwind And if the very next words Leaving her lips could decide If hed go or if hed stay She would play that old clich Who makes up the rules for the world? Havent we been down this road before? Isnt anything peculiar here? Certainly there must be something more Where are the words, where are the words, Where are the words Where are the words, where are the words, Where are the words And its almost not worth singing about, It seems so everyday anyway Still we play that old clich And here sit i, one man show I vivisect and then pretend to know All it ever gets me is an ache in the mind Cant somebody help me to try to make the knot unwind And I say what I say when I know Theres really nothing left to say Then I play that old clich Throw away that old clich

Поделитесь с друзьями: