Lyrics

This is the night the insects appear After 17 years on this side of town Singing the songs they learned underground They've been missing so long I'm surprised they're around Ooh, it wasn't meant the way you took it Ooh, with all your pictures hanging crooked Ooh, but I was glad to see the look on your face anyway This is the part where I break you out And remove any doubt As to which side I'm on Taking the chance and breaking the glass And people will talk for years to come Ooh, it wasn't meant the way you took it Ooh, with all your pictures hanging crooked Ooh, but I was glad to see the look on your face anyway Ooh, it wasn't meant the way you took it Ooh, with all your pictures hanging crooked Ooh, but I was glad to see the look on your face anyway Ooh, it wasn't meant the way you took it Ooh, with all your pictures hanging crooked Ooh, but I was glad to see the look on your face anyway
Writer(s): Lisa Walker, Charles James Cleaver, Mark W Messerly, Dawn Burman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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