Throw Me In The River Songtext
von The Smith Street Band

You′re and angel I'm a mess but darling I′ve got nothing left
The skin I wore when we first met surely has by now been shed
So I'll paper over what I lack, I'll fill in the pores and cracks
I hope whatever you were running from
Didn′t catch you when you thought that you were gone
And I crossed another border, further from home for the third time this week
I wish I had the intelligence or identification to buy a phone
I′d give anything to hear you speak
Say something sweet
Say something nice to me


Then throw me in the fucking river
I'll feed something if I drown
Throw me in the fucking river
I am already in the process of getting chewed up and spat out

Like when we held hands in the front seat of the car
When we fucked in new year′s park
Thought that I would feel whole, thought that I would feel free
At least you thought I had a soul
At least you fucking noticed me
This morning I'll walk north on Main Street
Towards the temples feel the sun′s heat
And I'll know whatever happens my conscience will be clear
Even if I let these thoughts I have puff up in smoke and disappear
Say something sweet
Say something nice to m