Из альбома: The Unmistakable Man
We're all playing dumb like we don't notice you
But that's just the fun cause you don't want us to
Things I'm thinking,
Walls I'm breaking,
Berlin in my goddamn brain, yea!
Tell us your plan we're waiting eagerly
Drunk on the streets of some bad memory
Gin and tonic,
We were dependent on it,
Being gone- well she's still getting songs,
You see, I try to be, a sensitive guy,
I guess it's just not my style
Now I'm sick as a dog,
What's the harm in calling me
Gut be my god I'll choose instinctively
See this coming? No!
I didn't plan on anything
I never do, it leaves me calling, calling, and calling you
Singing sappy tunes by a sensitive guy,
I guess I'm just not your style
Clever and quickness,
Don't fail me now I need this,
I'll use you as I regress,
Into my same old best dressed,
Haircut, eyelash
Beautiful worldly,
I need your wisdom so dirty,
I feel like drowning in my ignorance,
I never asked for any of this,
Damn us sensitive guys,
We're going down with our pride