Tender Hooks Songtext
von Tim Burgess

In the diary of good
At the front of the kid
I′m waiting for you
Let's stay close all night
It′s all about rhyming
And a little bit time
Let's just get this right

You say it's not fair
But we′ve all we share
I might have run out of blood
But I′ve been coping (coping)
Coping (coping) your tender hooks


Whenever you think is said and done
And there's nowhere left for me to run
In spite of that, it′s in your bed
Goes through your ear and in your head
Dreams at best is yet to come
One day our lives will all be done
I had a shame, I took the books
I don't feel tired, I′ve had enough of us

I said it's not fair
But we′ve all we share
I might have run out of blood
But I've been coping (coping)
Coping (coping) your tender hooks

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I couldn't reason with your reasoning
I couldn′t breathe, I had to sprint
I forgot to let you in
And dreams at best is yet to come
One day our lives will all be done
I had a shake, I took the pose
I felt that I had enough of us


Dreams at best is yet to come
Realize, what have you done?
When everything is said and done
And there′s nowhere left for me to run
In spite of that, it's in your bed
Goes through your ear and in your head
Dreams at best is yet to come
One day our lives will all be done
I had a shake, I took the books
I don′t feel tired, I've had enough of us

We have a mountain to climb
I′ve got a good head to hide
To cover things to do
I did that
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