Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Suicide Pact, Yeh?, artist - Johnny Foreigner. Album song Arcs Across the City, in the genre Иностранный рокDate of issue: 24.11.2007
Record label: Best Before
Song language: English
Suicide Pact, Yeh? |
| One more failed suicide attempt |
| And I don’t think you’re trying anywhere hard enough |
| It’s not like we’re stood here wishing you were dead |
| I just want you to succeed at something you want to succeed at |
| And now you’re tearing down the Christmas lights come Valentine’s |
| Our hostess, she skims the careless |
| I know the money’s there |
| I checked her underwear |
| Hey bodycheck |
| Another dress to get discarded in dark corners thrown |
| By drunken lovers |
| Put some candles out |
| (Put some candles out) |
| Ex-dancer, she’s tight with bouncers |
| She says they’ve got her back |
| Until they get her back |
| Put some candles out |
| (Put some candles out) |
| (I got nothing to lose) |
| I got nothing to lose |
| (I got nothing to lose) |
| For Paris afternoons |
| (For Paris afternoons) |
| I got nothing to lose |
| (I got nothing to lose) |
| If you’ve got nothing to prove |
| (I got nothing to lose) |
| I got nothing to lose |
| (For Paris afternoons) |
| Paris afternoons were false |
| (I got nothing to lose) |
| Summer can’t come soon enough |
| (I got nothing to lose) |
| One more shattered limb for your bulletin |
| There was shouting, then screaming, police in the taxi rank |
| It’s not like we’re stood here waiting for the blood |
| I just want you to succeed at something you want to succeed at |
| And now you’re tearing down the Christmas lights come Valentine’s |
| Like roadkill, we took bad pills |
| Forgot where our hearts were at |
| And where the rest was stashed |
| The night broke us |
| Your friends choked us |
| We passed out on the taxi ride |
| We barely got inside |
| Put some candles out |
| (Put some candles out) |
| And I’m ashamed, I’m ashamed, I’m ashamed |
| If you treat this like a race then you’re only gonna lose |
| Put some candles out |
| (Put some candles out) |
| (I got nothing to lose) |
| I got nothing to lose |
| (I got nothing to lose) |
| For Paris afternoons |
| (For Paris afternoons) |
| I got nothing to lose |
| (I got nothing to lose) |
| If you’ve got nothing to prove |
| (I got nothing to lose) |
| I got nothing to lose |
| (For Paris afternoons) |
| Paris afternoons were false |
| (I got nothing to lose) |
| Summer can’t come soon enough |
| (I got nothing to lose) |
| And how it all comes back |
| A row of crappy flats |
| And a suicide pact |
| A heart attack stance that says |
| I tried, I tried, I tried, I tried |
| We made the best with what we had |