Cover di Tell All Your Friends

Tell All Your Friends
Album - 26 marzo 2002 - Debaser id 27343

di Taking Back Sunday

I'll leave the lights down low
So she knows
I mean business
And maybe we could talk this over
Because i could be your best bet
Let alone your worst ex
Let alone your worst...

I wanna hate you so bad
But i can't stop this
Anymore than you can

So honestly
How could you say those things
When you know they dont mean anything?
And you know very well
That I cant keep my hands to myself
Hands to myself

I wanna hate you so bad
But I can't stop this
Anymore than you can

And this is all wrong, and it shows
The certain things I promised
Not to let you know, not to let you know
I never, never...

(girl)
Got this silly way of keeping me up on the edge of my seat,
Got this silly way of keeping me up on the...

You've got this silly way of keeping me on the edge of my seat
But you're only counting the clock against the train and I'm miserable,
and your just getting started
I'm miserable

(girl)
I'll be singing while you're keeping me up on the edge of my seat,
I'll be singing while you're keeping me up on the edge...

You've got me right where you want me
Let's never talk, let's never, let's never talk about this again
Because i didn't want it to mean that much to me
I didn't want it to mean that much to me
I didn't want it to mean that much to me anyway
Il tuo voto:
Your lipstick his collar dont bother angel,
I know exactly what goes on

When everything you'll get is
everything that you've wanted, princess
Well which would you prefer
My finger on the trigger, or
(me face down, down across your floor)
Me face down, down across your floor
(me face down, down across your floor)
Well just so long as this thing's loaded

And will you tell all your friends
you've got your gun to my head
This all was only wishful thinkin,
this all was only wishful thinkin
And will you tell all your friends
you've got your gun to my head
This all was only wishful thinkin,
this all was only wishful thinkin
let's go...

Don't bother trying to explain Angel
I know exactly what goes on when you're on and
How about I'm outside of your window
How about I'm outside of your window
Watchin him keep the details covered
You're such a sucker (you're such a sucker)
for a sweet talker

And will you tell all your friends
you've got your gun to my head
This all was only wishful thinkin,
this all was only wishful thinkin
(the only thing I regret is that I, I never let you hold me back)
And will you tell all your friends
you've got your gun to my head
This all was only wishful thinkin,
this all was only wishful thinkin

Hoping for the best just hoping nothing happens
A thousand clever lines unread on clever napkins
I will never ask if you don't ever tell me
I know you well enough to know you never loved me
(why can't i feel anything from anyone other than you)
Hoping for the best just hoping nothing happens
A thousand clever lines unread on clever napkins
I will never ask if you don't ever tell me
I know you well enough to know you never loved me
(why can't i feel anything from anyone other than you)
Hoping for the best just hoping nothing happens
A thousand clever lines unread on clever napkins
I will never ask if you don't ever tell me
I know you well enough to know...

And all of this was all your fault
And all of this

(I stay jealous)
I stay wrecked and jealous for this,
for this simple reason, I
just need to keep you in mind
as something larger than life
(she'll destroy us all before she's through
and find a way to blame somebody else)
I stay wrecked and jealous for this,
for this simple reason, I
just need to keep you in mind
as something larger than life
(she'll destroy us all before she's through
and find a way to blame somebody else)
I stay wrecked and jealous for this,
for this simple reason, I
just need to keep you in mind
as something larger than life!
Il tuo voto:
(talking) A beautiful girl can make you dizzy, like you've been
drinking jack and coke all morning.
She can make you feel high, fill a single greatest commodity known to man:
promise; promise of a better day, promise of a greater hope, promise of a new tomorrow.
This particular aura can be found in the gate of a beautiful girl:
in her smile, and in her soul, and the way she makes every
rotten little thing about life seem like it's gonna be ok.

September never stays this cold where I come from
And you know I'm not one for complaining,
But I love the way you roll excuses off the tip of your tongue
as I slowly fall apart (slowly, quietly, slowly)
Fall apart

This won't mean a thing come tomorrow
And that's exactly how I'll make it seem
Cause I'm still not sleeping,
Thinking I've crawled home from worse than this

So please, please (please)
I'm running out of sympathy (I'm running out of sympathy)
and I never said I'd take this,
I never said I'd take this lying down

She says, come on come on, let's just get this over with
She says, come on come on, let's just get this over with
She says, come on come on, let's just get this over with
She says, come on, come on..
(I never said I'd take this lying down, let's just get this over with,
and I've crawled home from worse than this)

You always come close but this never comes easy,
(I still know everything)
You always come close but this never comes easy,
I still know everything.
You always come close but this never comes easy,
I still know everything.
You always come so close...
I still know everything, I still know everything
I still know...

You always come close but this never comes easy
You always come close but this never comes easy
You always come...you come in close

I never said I'd take this lying down,
I never said I'd take this lying down,
I never said I'd take this lying down,
But I've crawled home from worse than this

If it's not keeping you up nights,
Then what's the point?
Then what's the point?
Then what's the point?
Then what's the point?

I'm in your room, now is this turning you on?
Am I turning you on?

I'm in your room, are you turned on?

I'm on the corner of your bed,
I'm thinking maybe, are you turned on?
Are you turned on?
Il tuo voto:
Jynx me something crazy
Thinking if it's three
then I'm as smooth as the skin
rolls across the small of your back
It's too bad it's not my style
If you need me
I'm out and on the parkway,
patient and waiting for headlights,
dressed in a fashion that's fitting to the
inconsistencies of my moods

It's times like these where silence means everything
And no one is to know about this
It's times like these, where silence means everything
And no one is to know about this

It's a campaign of distraction
and revisionist history, oh

It's a shame I don't think that they'll notice
(it's a shame, I don't think that they'll notice)
It's a shame I doubt they even care
(it's a shame I doubt they even care)
No one has to know about this

It's a shame I don't think that they'll notice
(it's a shame, I don't think that they'll notice)
It's a shame I doubt they even care
(it's a shame I doubt they even care)
Don't let me down

But whatever I have gettin myself into
maybe has been slicing inches from my waist
It's my fist vs. the bottle
(and thank god you weren't there...)
And that's how bad could this hurt
or against I won't feel a thing
(and thank god you weren't there...)
I tell you all about it
It's just not working out
(...to watch me hit the bottom)
not working out

It's a campaign of distraction
and revisionist history, oh

It's a shame I don't think that they'll notice
(it's a shame, I don't think that they'll notice)
It's a shame I doubt they even care
(it's a shame I doubt they even care)
No one has to know about this

It's a shame I don't think that they'll notice
(it's a shame, I don't think that they'll notice)
It's a shame I doubt they even care
(it's a shame I doubt they even care)
No one is to know about this
Don't let me down

This is why we were taught so much better than this
This is why we were taught so much better than this

This is what living like this does
This is what living like this does
This is what living like this does
This is what living like this does
This is what living like this does
This is what living like this does
This is what living like this does
This is what living like this does
This is what living like this does
Il tuo voto:
She said, Don't...don't let it go to your head.
Boys like you are a dime a dozen,
Boys like you are a dime a dozen.
She said...You're a touch over-rated.
You're a lush, and I hate it.
But these grass stains on my knees,
They won't mean a thing

[Chorus]
And all I need to know is that I'm something you'll be missin'
Well, maybe I should hate you for this
Never really did ever quite get that far
Maybe I should hate you for this
Never really did ever quite get that..

I'd never lie to you
Unless I had to, I'll do what I got to
Unless I had to, I'll do what I got to
The truth...is you could slit my throat
And with my one last gasping breath
I'd apologize for bleeding on your shirt

[Chorus]

Cuz I'm a wishful thinker with the worst intentions
This'll be the last chance you'll get to drop my name
Cuz I'm a wishful thinker with the worst intentions
This'll be the last time you'll get to drop my name

If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar
If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar
If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar
If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar
Maybe I should hate you for this
Maybe I should hate you for this
Il tuo voto:
Well it's getting colder and you're getting distant
and I just keep thinkin
that I never meant it to be like this(to be like this)
You know what comes next(so do I)
You're begging for a way to gracefully bow out
and say goodnight

It's worse than you think
On your way home, you should have known
you never listen to me
I'm only complaining to keep myself busy, sweetie
I'm only complaining to keep myself busy, sweetie

I can't say I blame you
but I wish that I could
I'm sick of writing every song about you

Don't call my name out your window, I'm leaving
(I'm sick of writing every song about you should have known on your way home)
Don't call my name out your window, I'm leaving
(I'm sick of writing every song about you should have known on your way home)
Don't call my name out your window, I'm leaving
(I'm sick of writing every song about you should have known on your way home)
Don't call my name out your window, I'm leaving
(I'm sick of writing every song about you should have known on your way home)
Don't call my name out your window, I'm leaving
(I'm sick of writing every song about you should have known on your way home)
Don't call my name out your window, I'm leaving
(I'm sick of writing every song about you should have known on your way home)
Don't call my name out your window, I'm leaving
(I'm sick of writing every song about you should have known on your way home)
Don't call my name out your window, I'm leaving
(I'm sick of writing every song about you should have known on your way home)
Don't call my name out your window, I'm leaving
(I'm sick of writing every song about you should have known on your way home)
Don't call my name out your window, I'm leaving
(I'm sick of writing every song about you should have known on your way home)
Don't call my name out your window, I'm leaving
(I'm sick of writing every song about you should have known on your way home)
Don't call my name out your window, I'm leaving
(I'm sick of writing every song about you should have known on your way home)
Don't call my name out your window, I'm leaving
(I'm sick of writing every song about you should have known on your way home)
Don't call my name out your window, I'm leaving
(I'm sick of writing every song about you should have known on your way home)
Don't call my name out your window, I'm leaving
(I'm sick of writing every song about you should have known on your way home)
Don't call my name out your window, I'm leaving
(I'm sick of writing every song about you should have known on your way home)
Don't call my name out your window, I'm leaving
Don't call my name out your window, I'm leaving
Il tuo voto:
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