Tác giả: Kyle Cook & Paul Doucette
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Matchbox Twenty
All I see. Lying there in front of me. Maybe we were here before. I just didn't wanna believe. But in all that time we never talked. You wrote it down so I couldn't ignore it. This is the way you want it to be. This is.
Tác giả: Kyle Cook & Rob Thomas & Paul Doucette
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Matchbox Twenty
Oooh Oooh. Oooh Oooh Oooh. Heart like an anchor your head spillin' over. Beautiful baby we'll have they adore ya. You go away but they're still chasing after. Rollin' around in the weeds while they ramble.
Tác giả: Kyle Cook & Rob Thomas & Paul Doucette
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Matchbox Twenty
I kn-kn-know a girl. She gets what she wants all the time. Cause she's fine. But for an angel, she's a hot, hot mess. Make you so blind. But you don't mind. Cause she's an uptown, get-around, anything-goes girl. She's a.
Tác giả: Rob Thomas & Paul Doucette
Outside America. Everybody's just waking up. Drinking coffee from a paper cup. To the sound of the radio. And there's a broke town girl. In the parking lot. Shaking off her dress with everything she's got. Last night she.
Tác giả: Rob Thomas & Paul Doucette
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Matchbox Twenty
Outside America. Everybody's just waking up. Drinking coffee from a paper cup. To the sound of the radio. And there's a broke town girl. In the parking lot. Shaking off her dress with everything she's got. Last night she.
Tác giả: Kyle Cook & Rob Thomas & Paul Doucette
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Matchbox Twenty
Tonight. Looking back on all this life. It's funny how the time goes by. And how, sometimes. It slides away. Time. Sliding through the dead of night. Shaking 'till you start to cry. Your eyes won't dry. Till light of.
Tác giả: Kyle Cook & Rob Thomas & Paul Doucette
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Matchbox Twenty
I want to make you sing, darlin'. I want to make you run. I want to sew on wings, darlin'. And fly right over the sun. There's a bustle in the wind, darlin'. There's a bustle in the road. I want to.
Tác giả: Paul Doucette
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Matchbox Twenty
Come inside. The air I breathe. While the band still plays. It's the end of the coldest week. Come down into the sea. Cause everybody wants to get away sometimes. And everybody needs mistakes. When the sun breaks. Over.