Curtain Call Songtext
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Curtain Call Songtext
His streets were paved with gold
′Til his heart broke in the mould
He tried to fix it, he tried to fix it
She knows and still pretends
She's seen the bitter end
And it don′t look good
Now I'm falling into place
With grey skies and bitter ends
And it felt like such a waste
But I don't let it happen again
I′m waiting, I′m waiting
I'm waiting for this to fall
I′m waiting, I'm waiting
So make this your curtain call
Salt and gasoline
All the things that he needed to keep things alive
His own worst enemy
The spark he tried to keep from setting words alight
Emptied a half filled cup
No scented roses up
Dead roses up
Now I′m falling into place
With grey skies and bitter ends
And it felt like such a waste
But I don't let it happen again
I′m waiting, I'm waiting
I'm waiting for this to fall
I′m waiting, I′m waiting
So make this your curtain call
So he walks alone
All he's ever known
Is lying on the floor again
If he let it go, would she ever know?
Would it be the way it was before again?
Now I′m falling into place
With grey skies and bitter ends
And it felt like such a waste
But I don't let it happen again
I′m waiting, I'm waiting
I′m waiting for this to fall
I'm waiting, I'm waiting
So make this your curtain call
I′m waiting, I′m waiting
And it felt like such a waste
I'm waiting, I′m waiting
Now I'm falling into place
I′m waiting, I'm waiting
I′m waiting for this to fall
I'm waiting, I'm waiting
So make this your curtain call
′Til his heart broke in the mould
He tried to fix it, he tried to fix it
She knows and still pretends
She's seen the bitter end
And it don′t look good
Now I'm falling into place
With grey skies and bitter ends
And it felt like such a waste
But I don't let it happen again
I′m waiting, I′m waiting
I'm waiting for this to fall
I′m waiting, I'm waiting
So make this your curtain call
Salt and gasoline
All the things that he needed to keep things alive
His own worst enemy
The spark he tried to keep from setting words alight
Emptied a half filled cup
No scented roses up
Dead roses up
Now I′m falling into place
With grey skies and bitter ends
And it felt like such a waste
But I don't let it happen again
I′m waiting, I'm waiting
I'm waiting for this to fall
I′m waiting, I′m waiting
So make this your curtain call
So he walks alone
All he's ever known
Is lying on the floor again
If he let it go, would she ever know?
Would it be the way it was before again?
Now I′m falling into place
With grey skies and bitter ends
And it felt like such a waste
But I don't let it happen again
I′m waiting, I'm waiting
I′m waiting for this to fall
I'm waiting, I'm waiting
So make this your curtain call
I′m waiting, I′m waiting
And it felt like such a waste
I'm waiting, I′m waiting
Now I'm falling into place
I′m waiting, I'm waiting
I′m waiting for this to fall
I'm waiting, I'm waiting
So make this your curtain call
Writer(s): Matthew Graham Paul Roskilly, Alexander Luke Costello, Alexander James Adam, Samuel Veness, Miles Gill Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com