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You Me At Six
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ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
John Mitchell
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You've got a nerve, giving me the cold shoulder,
Giving me the twice over when it's not deserved.
We'll talk again when your sober,
You'll say that I’ve got cold and our heat is gone.
I want to be your eyes so that you can see what you've done.
I want to be your ears so that you can hear,
Everything that's been missing.
Finders keepers, will you keep me in mind
I like secrets, cos they keep me in line
Old habits die hard, but I am too young to die.
I guess that a mess is what you make of it so,
why are we still laying in it?
I can barely sleep, barely eat,
it's been three whole weeks since I heard you speak.
Oh it's so hard to take,
That eighteen months was built to break.
Oh I love mistakes,
especially ones you've made. I bet your sorry.
Finders keepers, will you keep me in mind
I like secrets, cos they keep me in line
Old habits die hard, but I am too young to die.
Finders keepers the whole thing is a lie
You won't find her, cos she's too hard to find
Take my advice and boy run a mile.
Have another drink and then think this one over.
You dig yourself a grave everyday you're not sobre.
Do you see what i mean,
I have your best interests written all over me.
I could never be what you mean.
I bet you guess me right
Written by: You Me At Six


