| Under a microscope of apoplectic vision
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| My face on a slide show, I looked totally unhinged
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| Forgot the Latin word, the name for this condition
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| Said I felt sick to get attention
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| Now this winter got an excuse to not go home
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| Rented a house out on the coast
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| Flying away, I heard a memory, your voice over the engine
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| So full of remorse and apprehension
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| Now that you’re gone
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| Now that I’m out here on my own
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| It won’t be long
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| ‘Til I have to pay for what I’ve done
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| Tell me to stop
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| Tell me to watch the way I talk
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| Because nothing is changing
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| Don’t want to state the obvious
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| Threw up on the ferry ride from Calais back to Dover
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| As pale as the white cliffs that we faced
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| Wasn’t afraid, eventualities, just knew that it was over
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| No brushes with death could keep us sober
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| If I was in London I’d hold you to everything
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| If we were in Cardiff I’d just sing
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| But I’m stuck in Omaha obsessed with my inventions
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| There isn’t a name for this condition
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| Tell me I’m wrong
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| Tell me you understand my love
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| Tell me what’s off
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| What would you like to turn back on?
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| Tell me what’s gone
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| Make me a list of what you lost
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| Because everything’s changing
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| Don’t want to state the obvious
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| Tell me what’s wrong
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| Tell me I’ll pay for what I’ve done
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| Tell me what’s up
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| Pain like a big red rubber ball
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| I wish it would stop
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| I wish I could tell you it was gone
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| But nothing is changing
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| Sorry to state the obvious
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| Now that you’re gone
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| Tell me you understand my love
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| Tell me what’s wrong
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| Make me a list of what you lost
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| That’s all that I want
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| I’ll pay for what I’ve done
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| Nothing is changing
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| To state the obvious |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Calais to Dover , by - Bright Eyes. Song from the album Down in the Weeds, Where the World Once Was, in the genre Инди