So this is how it ends In separate beds A wall between us
And this is how it dies Separate our lives And hope it heals us
I chose the love of strangers I chose the fickle crowd And the woman I wagered Won't look at me right now (not now)
I know I've been like a house cat Give me this, give me that And I know I'll be okay
But beg for my attention A word from my affection I just stare and walk away
How can I show you I'd do all I could do To show you I adore you? Olivia
And the days go by In a supplicated style Hand me the anodynes
Oh, olivia I still love you And I know I will 'til I die
And this feels like Common madness Why this wasted life? Come to me
The photographer is lucky Does he even know my name? Does he know I'd give it all up If I only could be here?
But I used all my chances (and a few after that) Now I'm floating in the ashes Olivia
And the days go by In a supplicated style Hand me the anodynes
Oh, olivia I still love you And I know I will 'til I die
And this feels like Common madness Why this wasted life? Come to me
Compositor: Robin Noel Pecknold (Robin Pecknold) (ASCAP)Editor: Foxes Fellowship (ASCAP)ECAD verificado obra #30206157 em 21/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM