The Last Sleep
Well, I heard it all before
But this deserves an explanation
From the underwear on the floor
Please excuse the exclamation
Shit, I thought for a certain
That I'd make it through the season
But your skills at love, they sure do suck
So don't give me a better reason
And it's a sad, sad situation
That love created jealousy
It's the last sleep you'll get tonight
It's the last fight and you'll have to fight
It's the last time I'll be coming 'round
And I know, you know it's true
Everything's on one condition
And tell me where the hell you were you
When I came down to the station?
Well, I keep a box of sticks
And stones in the back seat of my car
Just in case I saw your face
With another face for you to scar
And it's a sad, sad situation
That love created jealousy
It's the last sleep you'll get tonight
It's the last fight and you'll have to fight
It's the last time I'll be coming 'round
Don't call, don't write
You know you've lost it
When you still keep trying
But I can't spit back in your face
It's the last sleep you'll get tonight
It's the last fight and you'll have to fight
It's the last time I'll keep coming 'round
'Round, 'round, 'round
But this deserves an explanation
From the underwear on the floor
Please excuse the exclamation
Shit, I thought for a certain
That I'd make it through the season
But your skills at love, they sure do suck
So don't give me a better reason
And it's a sad, sad situation
That love created jealousy
It's the last sleep you'll get tonight
It's the last fight and you'll have to fight
It's the last time I'll be coming 'round
And I know, you know it's true
Everything's on one condition
And tell me where the hell you were you
When I came down to the station?
Well, I keep a box of sticks
And stones in the back seat of my car
Just in case I saw your face
With another face for you to scar
And it's a sad, sad situation
That love created jealousy
It's the last sleep you'll get tonight
It's the last fight and you'll have to fight
It's the last time I'll be coming 'round
Don't call, don't write
You know you've lost it
When you still keep trying
But I can't spit back in your face
It's the last sleep you'll get tonight
It's the last fight and you'll have to fight
It's the last time I'll keep coming 'round
'Round, 'round, 'round
Credits
Writer(s): Butch Walker
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.