Lies – Backyard Babies – letras

Well, I´ll be your cigarette manDo whatever I canHoney, can´t you see at the end of the line there´s a homeSo far awaySittin´ here like a smoke in the rainI´m trying to figure out why sometimes I can´t tell youall the things you wanna hearOh, yeah, never ever I can walk your gardenYou don´t speak, you don´t say a wordIt really doesn´t matter anywayWhy am I like a child in the playgroundWanna touch the rainOh, why can´t you tell me liesLike you never ever done beforeOh, why can´t you tell me liesI need to hear some moreSome moreSome moreLike you never ever done beforeSometimes I´ve been so closeBut all of the sudden memories just seems to disappearSo far awayIt touches me to see your graceless movesOn the other hand it kills me so shame on youTo crusify me on your… yeahOh, yeah, never ever I can walk your gardenYou don´t speak, you don´t say a wordIt really doesn´t matter anywayWhy am I like a child in the playgroundWanna touch the rainOh, why can´t you tell me liesLike you never ever done beforeOh, why can´t you tell me liesI need to hear some moreSome moreSome moreLike you never ever done beforeWell, life can sometimes be such a tragedyYou would not understandYou would not understandWhy you´re bringin´ me downOh, yeah, never ever I can walk your gardenYou don´t speak, you don´t sayAnd it really doesn´t matter anywayWhy am I like a child in the playgroundWanna touch the rainOh, why can´t you tell me liesLike you never ever done beforeOh, why can´t you tell me liesI need to hear some moreOh, why can´t you tell me liesLike you never ever done beforeOh, yeah, can´t you tell me liesI need to hear some moreSome moreSome moreLike you never ever done beforeSome moreSome moreLike you never ever done before`Cause I´ll be your cigarette manI do whatever I canBut, honey, can´t you see at the end of the line there´s a homeWhy do I keep telling you these god damn lies?

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