Acollective - Custom

Текст песни

I should’ve stayed at home
propped up in an armchair with my favourite magazine
should’ve held my tongue
should’ve woken you up bad news when you least expect it I shouldn’t drive the car
And though it tears you up things are kept just the way you left them
and I lost my tongue
go get an early start
leave some room for subtle accusations
there’s still a long way down
Told you you’d be there for me told you that you’d follow me down
I told you to beware of me told you that you’d follow me down
I should’ve stayed at home
fed you sour oranges and sweet tea when it rains
when the roof fell down
should’ve woken you up rise up from the mattress to the best news that we least expected
there’s still a long way down.