Podobne Utwory
Kredyty
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Garbage
Performer
Daniel Shulman
Bass Guitar
Matt Chamberlain
Drums
Duke Erikson
Bass Guitar
Shirley Manson
Vocals
Steve Marker
Electric Guitar
Butch Vig
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shirley Manson
Composer
Duke Erikson
Songwriter
Steve Marker
Songwriter
Butch Vig
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Garbage
Producer
Billy Bush
Recording Engineer
Duke Erikson
Producer
Shirley Manson
Producer
Scott Hull
Recording Engineer
Steve Marker
Producer
Butch Vig
Producer
Tekst Utworu
You told me you don't love me
Over a cup of coffee
And I just have to look away
A million miles between us
Planets crash into dust
I just let it fade away
I'm walking empty streets
Hoping we might meet
I see your car parked on the road
The light on at your window
I know for sure that you're home
But I just have to pass on by
So no, of course we can't be friends
Not while I'm still this obsessed
I guess I always knew the score
This is how our story ends
I smoke your brand of cigarettes
And pray that you might give me a call
I lie around in bed all day just staring at the walls
Hanging round the bars at night, wishing I had never been born
And give myself to anyone who wants to take me home
So no, of course we can't be friends
Not while I still feel like this
I guess I always knew the score
This is where our story ends
You left behind some clothes
My belly somersaults
When I pick them off the floor
My friends all say they're worried
I'm looking far too skinny
I've stopped returning all their calls
And no of course we can't be friends
Not while I'm still so obsessed
I want to ask where I went wrong
But don't say anything at all
It took a cup of coffee
To prove that you don't love me
Writer(s): Shirley Manson, Butch Vig, Doug Erikson, Steve Marker
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