Cut and Run Songtext
von Attack in Black

Shake and stir yourself into a bad excuse
A half-hearted fuck you
Imagine all the nowhere places we′d've been
And cynicism aside

And let me try to turn these awful words
Into a cure, not a curse
′Cause I'm still drawn by the kids in the corner


And the lovely angels alone on benches
I'm still making pleas to the kid whose clothes don′t fit
Who hasn′t found himself just yet
Let alone the chance to love
You cross him off your list
This shit is piling up head over fist

While you're, while you′re
While you're making eyes across the room
While you′re making eyes across the room
While you're making eyes across the room
While you′re making eyes across the room

Oh

They got caught standing bored by the sidewalk
They tried to turn the opera into a punk rock stage
They cut and run at such a tender age
They got caught standing bored by the sidewalk
They tried to turn the opera into a punk rock stage
They cut and run at such a tender age