Farce

I miss the deep end of our conversations
Listening to you kept me up for a while
I know the tables have turned
No lessons were learned
There's just sadness and a broken heart

If I could say that I'm sorry I would
It ain't the same when you're not around
I hope you change for the better
Meet someone clever
Who'll treat you better than I could

Treat you better
Oh treat you better
Treat you better than I could

I spend my days sat beside the bottle
Something about her taste keeps me calm
She doesn't know all my pain and sorrow
I know she knows I wouldn't do you no harm

I fill my cup to the brink and swallow
I keep the wrapper from the cigar
I left a message for you in a bottle
Someone in Spain probably thinks its a farce
Yeah someone in Spain probably thinks its a farce



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Writer(s): Anis El Cortbawi
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