Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I'm Not Done With You Yet, artist - The Classic Crime. Date of issue: 31.03.2017
Song language: English
I'm Not Done With You Yet |
| Life, life can be |
| Life can be senseless |
| Life can be… |
| Life can be senseless, I’ve tried to make sense of it |
| Flashing fake smiles at my friends beats defenselessness |
| I cannot clean up a mess without making more |
| It’s time to settle the score |
| I can’t be charming if you can’t be charmed |
| If you give me everything that I want I will disarm |
| You are the only one who can stop me from giving up |
| And just my luck |
| I’m not done with you yet |
| I’m not done with you yet |
| You always have the fall before the lift |
| Whether you drink to remember or drink to forget what you did |
| I am the closest thing to a modern day poet fraud |
| But I met god |
| In a velvet elvis painting that I painted myself |
| In a bar where I was pulling off the bottom shelf |
| When I had to quit before I killed myself |
| I met him there and I was scared |
| And so I asked god if he could fix my flaws |
| He said I gave them to you |
| I know they are killing you |
| But I’m not done with you yet |
| I’m not done with you yet |
| I’m not done with you yet |
| I’m not done with you yet |
| I’m not done with you yet |
| I’m not done with you yet |
| Oh, I can be a wreck with my friends to act impressive |
| I can drink too much and then curse away the sadness |
| Ranting like a lunatic walking with a bottle of wine |
| And I’m not fine |
| Because I spent ten years on the road that made me different |
| I created patterns of thought got new perspective |
| I was just an immigrant’s son of a silenced preachers wife |
| But black and white both died |
| And so when I asked god |
| If he could fix my heart |
| He said I gave it to you |
| I know it’s broken in two |
| But I’m not done with you yet |
| I’m not done with you yet |
| I’m not done with you yet |
| I’m not done with you yet |
| I’m not done with you yet |
| I’m not done with you yet |
| I once met god on an apartment floor |
| And said I give it to you |
| I’ve got nothing more |
| And I’m not done with you yet |
| I’m not done with you yet |
| I’m not done with you yet |
| I’m not done with you yet |
| I’m not done with you yet |
| I’m not done with you yet |