Rouen
So what we had worked
Now I'm old and crippled with hurt
It's always me that flirts
But it's me the holds in the dirt
So what are you waiting for?
Hold me no,
I'm better left
Don't let go
I'll bury it
Lies I know
I showed you were it'd hurt
And this place just makes it worse
A curtain to our time
I'm seeing all my faults
And it seems
I fell unto her
And If I did it all again then I'd come running straight to you.
So what are you waiting for?
Now I'm old and crippled with hurt
It's always me that flirts
But it's me the holds in the dirt
So what are you waiting for?
Hold me no,
I'm better left
Don't let go
I'll bury it
Lies I know
I showed you were it'd hurt
And this place just makes it worse
A curtain to our time
I'm seeing all my faults
And it seems
I fell unto her
And If I did it all again then I'd come running straight to you.
So what are you waiting for?
Credits
Writer(s): Adam Burton, Daryl Atkins, Andrew Groves
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