While Kansas City sleeps
I'm cloaked in the twilight of this valley
Baptist churches lined with roadside poetry
I could drive into the most desolate seclusions
My blackest secrets still imprison me
And why don't we say what we really feel
Whenever things are at their best
Whatever lies will help you rest
Whenever things are at their best
Why do we wait for them fall apart
Fall apart
Awakened to the aftertaste
Of cheap wine and bad decisions
My heart trembles in this morning glare
I could shield my eyes from these innermost seductions
But still somehow you will find me there
Why don't we say what we really feel
Whenever things are at their best
Whatever lies will help you rest
Whenever things are at their best
Why do we wait for them fall apart
And it's probably safe to say
I'm not the worlds safest bet
I've never been too good at being good
And it's probably safe to say
Whenever things are at their best
Whatever lies will help you rest
Whenever things are at their best
Why do we wait for them fall apart
Whenever things, whenever things
Whenever things are at their best
Why do we wait for them fall apart
16 years назад
16 years назад
16 years назад
16 years назад