| You walked over still hungover
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| From the night before
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| Those idiot girls were looking over
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| I don’t know what for
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| That vintage Chanel dress that you wore
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| Just accentuated the fact that your heart was sore
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| Like a dying rose, in the cold you froze
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| I’m holding the thorns on the floor
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| The night and day holds memories
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| But when I think of it now all I see
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| Is you at the back and you’re starting to cry
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| I wish I could have sung you a lullaby
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| But I can’t because I’m a mess, I’m too proud
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| I’m stubborn and I’m selfish and you know that I’m loud
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| I’m a fool who thinks he’s strong like Cassius Clay
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| I never ever listen to what anyone says
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| If you see your mother, tell her I still love her
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| But that letter was wrong, ill informed and I warned you
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| Please do not get the families involved
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| This world is me, around me I revolve
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| The night and day holds memories
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| But when I think of it now all I see
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| Is you at the back and you’re starting to cry
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| I wish I could have sung you a lullaby
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| But I can’t because I’m a mess, I’m too proud
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| I’m stubborn and I’m selfish and you know that I’m loud
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| I’m a fool who thinks he’s strong like Cassius Clay
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| I never ever listen to what anyone says
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| I’m with my friends, I’m on my own
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| I’m in a crowded bar, I’m on my own
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| I’m with everyone else, I’m on my own
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| It’s nobody’s fault but my own
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| I wish I could have sung you a lullaby
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| I wish I could have sung you a lullaby
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| I wish I could have sung you a lullaby
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| I wish I could have sung you a lullaby |