Gran Turismo Songtext
von Chris Acker

I wasn′t looking for you to say it
But it's the least that you could have done
Felt like love, guess that was for lack of a better term
It′s as hard for me to swallow as it's easy for me to see
I want you as badly as you want nothing to do with me


Echoes sound like shadows move
I follow as closely as these
From your kitchen to your bed
Paint peeled like dying leaves
You've ought to try goodbye next time you′re wanting to go
But you made me say what you couldn′t
By turning quiet and cold

And I build my days all around you
Pretty soon all moments the best you'll do

For those whom you leave behind
They′ll move past you in time
You'll be an afterthought in my mind

I wasn′t looking for you to say it
But it's the least that you could have done
Felt like love, guess that was for lack of a better term
You mistaking aimless for freedom
Till′ your freedom just feels like alone


If you've had the mind to be kind it didn't show
If we had the mind to be kind, it didn′t show