The Things We All Carry Around Sözleri

Promises, oh promises, where are you hiding yourselves?

In the heart of some pretentious love that is better off alone

For several weeks I've known this is my last chance to whisper

Some nonsense sentence of mild repentance

For the things we all carry around

Coffee grounds, a cold sore in April

Your hair in my mouth

It was all requested

The bedroom eyes of a fallen angel

Make for a clouded mind

But how long did you know

That someday you'd pack up

And push off gently with a photograph, a cold memory

And a letter that I didn't deserve?

On the first line, it said wait and see

And so I toppled to the floor

Then the next time, you said wait and see

And now I carry this around

Tasting this complex device of the sounds that you make

They were quite the anthem

To correct a borrowed drama

And a headful of nothing but a wound-tight ego

A flowery speech, it's not

This is my last chance to whisper

Some boring line about frozen time

And the things we all carry around

On the first line, it said wait and see

And so I toppled to the floor

Then the next time, you said wait and see

And I pulled my hair out from its roots

On the downside, this was all my fault

I know I chose the long road again

But on the flipside, there's a wait and see

And now I carry this around

On the first line, it said wait and see

And so I toppled to the floor

Then the next time, you said wait and see

And I pulled my hair out from its roots

On the downside, this was all my fault

I know I chose the long road again

But on the flipside, there's a wait and see

And now I carry this around