One Man Army

Sleeper
early in the morning when your eyes are swollen when your hair's a mess and your lips taste like a cigarette is this something am i lovesick or is this some kind of trick in the meantime i'll lay still left to my own devices and each and every evening without reason i waste your time cause it comes cheap then it's gone in a heart-beat i know you're not sleeping did i hurt your feelings now you're lost in a crowd our silence so loud in the meantime i'll wait here alone with my own devices how long has it been since you said something i've anted to hear just say what you mean Letras de cancionesand each and every evening i smash your favorite things i fuck myself to sleep leave the phone to ring be still my heart i hate being here with my own devices From Letras Mania