We stayed up drinking the Japanese whiskey
That your father brought home from Tokyo
You said that I can’t go home until it’s empty
But my, my lips are dry
I don’t like the taste but I like how it sounds
So I stayed there and wasted our time
I tried to act like a man but I felt like a child
Seems like the closer I hold you, the colder it feels
We only fall in love with things that ain’t really real
I wanted to be what you wanted in me
But if I’m being honest I can’t
You don’t keep lists of your hits or your misses
But I carve my kisses in stonе
I keep my past behind glass
But you don’t want to know
Seems like the closеr I hold you, the colder it feels
We only fall in love with things that ain’t really real
I wanted to be what you wanted from me
But if I’m being honest I can’t
Oh, I close my eyes and swallow your bitter words whole
I can’t decide, if I like it or just can’t let go
I close my eyes and swallow your bitter words whole
I can’t decide, if I like it or just can’t let go
compositores da letra: Ruel Vincent Van Dijk - Peter James Harding
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