Broken bottles and sweet old ballads
I can listen to them chattering
Coming and going
Winning and losing
Seducing me
Using me

As time goes on by I get lost in your eyes
Oh what a nice surprise you're always on my mind
Talk to me softly, the words you say
Take me away from this place

Tired and tired
Later and later
One more hour trying to think straighter

Tired and tired
Later and later
One more hour trying to think straighter

Chained but free
Unexpected ironically
Losing

Little girl with thorns
Love new born
I want to sleep on your bedroom floor
I want to hear you asking for more

Life is out of key
Why does that always happen to me
Mean reality
Was it ever meant to be?

Life is out of key
Why does that always happen to me
Mean reality
Was it ever meant to be?

Was it ever meant to be?
Was it ever meant to be?
Was it ever meant to be?
Was it ever meant to be?