Paroles de Gold

Broken glass and wounded leg
They said they left me here to mend
I cast a sail from my pretend
Wont you meet me at the waters edge

Laying tired on the ground
Please blow the whistle, let it sound
You looked me up while i was down
Since when am i like the gold in the brown

Cuz drinking never lasts but i dont mind that
I am falling fast, i am falling fast

No one, no one
Makes me feel so undone
I fill up, fill up again
You bring me out to fall back in

I see you on the bottom
But you look the same
See i dont care if i make up your perfection
You look great to me
You, youre with this finding
You, youre with this blinding

Cuz drinking never lasts but i dont mind that
I am falling fast, i am falling fast
Hardened hearts in casts, soft again at last
I am falling fast, i am falling fast