The Smith Street Band

Belly of Your Bedroom
Our hero sits unsteadily on a highway rocking chairBottle of white wine, the wind it ruffles his well-cut hairAnd her eyes they focus backwards to the people that he needsThey hold my instruments and my backup, and shirts with cut off sleevesShe told me that she kissed you and then she told me moreOur hero knows I'm angry and he knows that I'm a boreI'm sad when it is raining, when the sun comes I'm a freakOur hero lives in mild temperatures and gets eight hours sleepAnd I know that I'm a liarAnd I know I can't fill your desiresWith a body that's always gonna let the both of us downAnd half smiles in the belly of your bedroomAnd half lies that I never should have told youMy demise is only gonna let one of us downAnd darling I'm goingMy back it aches for transport, I can hardly feel my feetMy stitches are slowly but surely falling out of meI know I'm not exciting but I never claimed to beAnd I'll live for this morning, and I will live and let you leaveAnd I don't understand why we have to be on standby while you're overseasCan't you be free and still know me?And our hero keeps his secrets locked up somewhere in his teethLetras de cancionesMaybe I'll break one or two just to hear him speakAnd I know that I'm a liarAnd I know I can't fill your desiresWith a body that's always gonna let the both of us downAnd half smiles in the belly of your bedroomAnd half lies that I never should have told youMy demise is only gonna let one of us downAnd darling I'm goingTo find somewhere for us to sleepAnd darling I'm going to work on every single inch of meAnd darling I'm going to find somewhere for us to sleepAnd darling I'm going to keep on living, to keep on livingTo keep on keeping onAnd I know that I'm a liarAnd I know I can't fill your desiresWith a body that's always gonna let the both of us downAnd half smiles in the belly of your bedroomAnd half lies that I never should have told youMy demise is only gonna let one of us downAnd darling I'm goingDown From Letras Mania