Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Chicago, artist - Kate Voegele. Date of issue: 31.12.2007
Record label: Interscope, myspace
Song language: English
Chicago |
| I’ve never known you |
| But I’m no stranger to this feeling |
| I I know it’s over but the hurts not |
| What do you call it? |
| What do you call it when broken hearts are not done healing |
| You threw down your cigarette but it’s still hot |
| Well I’ve learned to lie |
| And here’s what I’ve got |
| Chorus: |
| Well didn’t I think you would always love me And didn’t I want you to take care of me baby |
| Well that ain’t happenin' |
| No no no |
| Wouldn’t I love just to rise above this |
| You gotta believe |
| I have suffered enough to be free |
| So I’m officially leavin' |
| With just a kiss on the cheek and |
| I’m gone. |
| I’ll be up at 7 o’clock |
| whoa oh oh whoa oh oh 7 o’clock to Chicago |
| Whoa oh whoa oh It’s never easy |
| Breakin' this old addiction |
| I I’ve got the reasons |
| But no rational |
| And I wanna hate you cause you don’t give me no conviction |
| Your betrayal oughta make this break down no trouble at all |
| So let the rubble fall |
| Cause I’m running off |
| Chorus: |
| Well didn’t I think you would always love me And didn’t I want you to take care of me baby |
| Well that ain’t happenin' |
| No no no |
| Wouldn’t I love just to rise above this |
| You gotta believe |
| I have suffered enough to be free |
| So I’m officially leavin' |
| With just a kiss on the cheek and |
| I’m gone. |
| I’ll be up at 7 o’clock |
| whoa oh oh whoa oh oh 7 o’clock to Chicago |
| Whoa oh whoa oh |
| I’ll be on the 7 o’clock to Chicago |
| I ain’t got no second thoughts |
| Because I know I’m on my way to the top |
| On my way |
| Chorus: |
| Well didn’t I think you would always love me And didn’t I want you to take care of me baby |
| Well that ain’t happening |
| Wouldn’t I love just to rise above this |
| You’ve gotta believe I’ve suffered enough to be free |
| So I’m officially leaving |
| Just a kiss on the cheek and I’m gone |
| I’ll be on the seven o’clock |
| Oh Oh the seven o’clock to Chicago |
| Oh Oh |