She Put Up with What She Put Down
Reading the draft
Wasn't sure where to laugh
The language wasn't very refined
Skipping ahead
She wasn't sure where it lead
The patterns were too hard to find
Traffic and lights
Connecting flights
She read it through
The church rang the bell
Heard it from her hotel
She stood up to open the blinds
A rolled magazine
Became part of her scene
She put up with what she put down
Laying in bed
Now off the top of her head
Knowing she could take 'em to town
Traffic and lights
Setting her sights
She always knew
Some aim to be great
But they just illustrate
That history's often unkind
Writing her thoughts
As she stares out to the highway
Will anyone read or review?
Cool ocean air
As she pulls in to the driveway
The ceiling is cracked
But she's leaning out the window
Out of the window
Out of the window
Out of the window
Traffic and lights
Connecting flights
She thought it through
Make no mistake
She'll never let them eat cake
Because history's often unkind
Still the church rang the bell
Echoed through the hotel
The key is often harder to find
Wasn't sure where to laugh
The language wasn't very refined
Skipping ahead
She wasn't sure where it lead
The patterns were too hard to find
Traffic and lights
Connecting flights
She read it through
The church rang the bell
Heard it from her hotel
She stood up to open the blinds
A rolled magazine
Became part of her scene
She put up with what she put down
Laying in bed
Now off the top of her head
Knowing she could take 'em to town
Traffic and lights
Setting her sights
She always knew
Some aim to be great
But they just illustrate
That history's often unkind
Writing her thoughts
As she stares out to the highway
Will anyone read or review?
Cool ocean air
As she pulls in to the driveway
The ceiling is cracked
But she's leaning out the window
Out of the window
Out of the window
Out of the window
Traffic and lights
Connecting flights
She thought it through
Make no mistake
She'll never let them eat cake
Because history's often unkind
Still the church rang the bell
Echoed through the hotel
The key is often harder to find
Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Scott, Chris Murphy, Jay Ferguson, Patrick Pentland
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.