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We'll fall asleep in the back and let The sirens take us home, You say you've never seen so many loose ends, In such a small space, well I beg to differ, The town and the folk at the hip, Joined together in matrimony Trading eyes and teeth and blows and phone calls, Before we even get half the way home And yet we are just so under appreciated in our time Sing when we sing, make this evening count So we can wake up the next day and feel that there's something That they've been missing Watch as it all falls to pieces Like the plans that we made and we failed to follow through So if this is goodbye then choose your words carefully. The faint scent of St Tropez fills the room So we know they mean business Intentions obvious as the stains on white dresses And the best you can muster is a look of disgust So we know how this evening will be So everybody remain in your seats Because everything has taken a turn for the worse Letras de cancionesWe can hear the sirens already and the good times haven't begun Yet we're still singing Even when nothing Went according to plan And they'll remember out names for all the wrong reasons Because this one's over The first one to leave again And the last to admit that any of it was my fault So where are we now? Is this the reason? Is this what we've been planning for? This is the reason? Well this is why we'll never call another place home Just sing when we sing (this is the reason) Make this evening count (and its what we've been waiting for) So we can wake up in the morning (this is the reason) And feel that there's something (this is the reason) From Letras Mania