Songteksten

Don't, don't regret it No, don't forget it Should I have said it? I'm a cold shoulder to cry on Not to rely on Saw it coming a mile off Yeah, I see you're worth knowing, that's what people believe But from all my observations, say your brother's a freak Yeah, you know he don't get up at five, six days a week You know (know o) You don't see me like the others see me She said, "You won't call it what it is" Holy water, I'm your mother's daughter She said, "You won't call it what it is" So come on, open up your head Don't, don't regret it No, don't forget it Should I have said it? Yeah, his only fight is ever in the weekend wars While his brother, mum and sister just look over his flaws You know he's happy dying, if it's not for a cause You know (know o) You don't see me like the others see me She said, "You won't call it what it is" Holy water, I'm your mother's daughter She said, "You won't call it what it is" So come on, open up your head (La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la) I'm on your side Through it Through it And every day that I get older, I'm more a child inside my head 'Cause every time the party's over, I'm the last one left And every day that I get older, I'm more a child inside my head 'Cause every time the party's over, I'm the last one left You don't see me like the others see me She said, "You won't call it what it is" Holy water, I'm your mother's daughter She said, "You won't call it what it is" So come on, open up your head
Writer(s): Max Mcelligott, Henry Camamile Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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