Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rust, artist - Caitlyn Scarlett. Date of issue: 04.08.2016
Song language: English
Rust |
| And all within a minute, I saw you look away |
| I knew there was something I had said |
| That caused your mind to stray |
| And all at once I felt it, the ache for a subject change |
| Do you, really want me here |
| What else is there to say |
| Things just haven’t been the same since that day |
| My darling, have they |
| We have become such melancholy people |
| Trying to get back what we lost |
| Cracks are making it so hard to see through |
| Looking glass of broken chest |
| Love is so envious of lust |
| It looks gold, she feels like rust |
| Don’t call me baby, if you can’t take care of me |
| Don’t tell me baby, making promises that you can’t keep |
| We’ve been holding on, holding on |
| For oh so long, like nothing is wrong |
| The flame is dead, the heat is gone |
| I put my sadness in a song |
| It sounded like |
| Oh-oooh-hmmmm |
| (it looks like gold, she feels like rust) |
| If there could be a world where the past did not exist |
| You can bag this all and go, go and live in it |
| But I’m stuck on memory lane |
| A neighborhood of pain |
| Where repeated mistakes become your fate |
| Beware of doubt reads the outside gate |
| Love is so envious of lust |
| It looks gold, she feels like rust |
| Don’t call me baby, if you can’t take care of me |
| Don’t tell me baby, making promises that you can’t keep |
| We’ve been holding on, holding on |
| For oh so long, like nothing is wrong |
| The flame is dead, the heat is gone |
| I put my sadness in a song |
| It sounded like |
| Oh-oooh-hmmmm |
| (it looks like gold, she feels like rust) |
| (it looks like gold, she feels like rust) |
| Decay and dismay made over time |
| Forgetting to maintain what is mine |
| And all appeal is slowly lost |
| This precious mantel turns to dust |
| Don’t call me baby, if you can’t take care of me |
| Don’t tell me baby, making promises you can’t keep |
| We’ve been holding on, holding on |
| For oh so long, like nothing is wrong |
| The flame is dead, the heat is gone |
| I put my sadness in a song |
| It sounded like |
| Oh-oooh-hmmmm |
| (it looks like gold, she feels like rust) |