Ba Ba Ba
Just so you know
So you know a little more before you go
I never meant to cause you any heartache
See how our faces shine
With me loving yours and you loving mine
Arm in arm, we climb aboard the elevator
We're gonna go on up to my hotel room, sneaking past the maid
I don't have the guts to tell you that I feel safe
I feel
I never cared
How or why or when, as long as you were there
Something 'bout the way you looked at me, bent and warped the
Gravity
Somewhere in time
There's a photograph of you and I, kissing in the corridor
Yeah, we're gonna go on up to my hotel room, make each other late
I don't have the guts to tell you that I feel great, I feel safe
I feel
You're a seller, not a buyer, it occurs to me now
Trap a fly under a spider and you'd argue it out
I wanted to come back as soon as I left
But I promised to play for the rest of the guests
I was meant to be singing the words to your face
But you flew in and fell asleep at your place
As I walk out the door into your Garden of Eden
All the sunflower's faces bow down 'cause they're grieving for the sound of the end of us
And the only thing that I can recall from that scene (the sound of the end of us)
Are the wings on your back and the gravel underneath my feet
The wings on your back and the gravel underneath my feet (the sound of the end of us)
The wings on your back and the gravel underneath my feet (the sound of the end of us)
The wings on your back and the gravel underneath my feet (the sound of the end of us)
So you know a little more before you go
I never meant to cause you any heartache
See how our faces shine
With me loving yours and you loving mine
Arm in arm, we climb aboard the elevator
We're gonna go on up to my hotel room, sneaking past the maid
I don't have the guts to tell you that I feel safe
I feel
I never cared
How or why or when, as long as you were there
Something 'bout the way you looked at me, bent and warped the
Gravity
Somewhere in time
There's a photograph of you and I, kissing in the corridor
Yeah, we're gonna go on up to my hotel room, make each other late
I don't have the guts to tell you that I feel great, I feel safe
I feel
You're a seller, not a buyer, it occurs to me now
Trap a fly under a spider and you'd argue it out
I wanted to come back as soon as I left
But I promised to play for the rest of the guests
I was meant to be singing the words to your face
But you flew in and fell asleep at your place
As I walk out the door into your Garden of Eden
All the sunflower's faces bow down 'cause they're grieving for the sound of the end of us
And the only thing that I can recall from that scene (the sound of the end of us)
Are the wings on your back and the gravel underneath my feet
The wings on your back and the gravel underneath my feet (the sound of the end of us)
The wings on your back and the gravel underneath my feet (the sound of the end of us)
The wings on your back and the gravel underneath my feet (the sound of the end of us)
Credits
Writer(s): Liz Phair
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