Sad Hours (Remastered)
I can't imagine all the people that you know
And the places that you go
When the lights are turned down low
And I don't understand all the things you've seen
But I'm slipping in between
You and your big dreams
It's always you
In my big dreams
And you tell me that it's over
Wake up lying in a patch of four leaf clovers
And you're restless, and I'm naked
You've got to get out
You can't stand to see me shaking, no
Could you let me go?
I didn't think so
And you don't want to be here in the future
So you say the present's just a pleasant
Interruption to the past
And you don't want to look much closer
Because you're afraid to find out all this hope
You had sent into the sky by now had crashed
And it did because of me
And then you bring me home
Afraid to find out that you're alone
And I'm sleeping in your living room
But we don't have much room to live
I had these dreams in them I learned to play guitar
Maybe cross the country, become a rock star
And there was hope in me that I could take you there
But dammit, you're so young
Well, I don't think I care
And if I hurt you, then I'm sorry
Please don't think that this was easy
Then you'd bring me home
Because we both know what it's like to be alone
And I'm dreaming in your living room
But we don't have much room to live
And Konstantine is walking down the stairs
Doesn't she look good standing in her underwear?
And I was thinking, what I was thinking
We've been drinking and it doesn't get me anywhere
My Konstantine came walking down the stairs
And all that I could do is touch her long blond hair
And I've been thinking
It hurts me thinking that these nights when we were drinking
No, they never got us anywhere, no
This is because I can spell konfusion with a 'k'
And I can like it, it's to dying in another's arms
And why I had to try it
It's to Jimmy Eat World and those nights in my car
When the first star you see may not be a star
I'm not your star, isn't that what you said
What you thought this song meant
And if this is what it takes
Just to lie with my mistakes
And live with what I did to you
All the hell I put you through
I always catch the clock it's 11: 11
And now you want to talk
It's not hard to dream
You'll always be my Konstantine
My Konstantine, they'll never hurt you like I do
No, they'll never hurt you like I do
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
This is to a girl who got into my head
With all the pretty things she did
Hey, you know, you keep me up in bed
This is to a girl who got into my head
With all these fucked up things I did
Hey, maybe, baby, you could keep me up in bed
My Konstantine, you spin around me like a dream
We played out on this movie screen
And I said
Did you know I missed you?
Did you know I missed you?
Did you know I missed you?
Did you know I missed you?
Did you know I missed you?
Did you know I missed you?
Did you know I missed you?
I miss you
And then you bring me home
And we'll go to sleep, but this time not alone, no, no
And you'll kiss me in your living room
I know you'll miss me in your living room
Because these nights I think maybe that
I'll miss you in my living room, we don't have much room
I said does anybody need that room?
Because we all need a little more room to live
And the places that you go
When the lights are turned down low
And I don't understand all the things you've seen
But I'm slipping in between
You and your big dreams
It's always you
In my big dreams
And you tell me that it's over
Wake up lying in a patch of four leaf clovers
And you're restless, and I'm naked
You've got to get out
You can't stand to see me shaking, no
Could you let me go?
I didn't think so
And you don't want to be here in the future
So you say the present's just a pleasant
Interruption to the past
And you don't want to look much closer
Because you're afraid to find out all this hope
You had sent into the sky by now had crashed
And it did because of me
And then you bring me home
Afraid to find out that you're alone
And I'm sleeping in your living room
But we don't have much room to live
I had these dreams in them I learned to play guitar
Maybe cross the country, become a rock star
And there was hope in me that I could take you there
But dammit, you're so young
Well, I don't think I care
And if I hurt you, then I'm sorry
Please don't think that this was easy
Then you'd bring me home
Because we both know what it's like to be alone
And I'm dreaming in your living room
But we don't have much room to live
And Konstantine is walking down the stairs
Doesn't she look good standing in her underwear?
And I was thinking, what I was thinking
We've been drinking and it doesn't get me anywhere
My Konstantine came walking down the stairs
And all that I could do is touch her long blond hair
And I've been thinking
It hurts me thinking that these nights when we were drinking
No, they never got us anywhere, no
This is because I can spell konfusion with a 'k'
And I can like it, it's to dying in another's arms
And why I had to try it
It's to Jimmy Eat World and those nights in my car
When the first star you see may not be a star
I'm not your star, isn't that what you said
What you thought this song meant
And if this is what it takes
Just to lie with my mistakes
And live with what I did to you
All the hell I put you through
I always catch the clock it's 11: 11
And now you want to talk
It's not hard to dream
You'll always be my Konstantine
My Konstantine, they'll never hurt you like I do
No, they'll never hurt you like I do
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
This is to a girl who got into my head
With all the pretty things she did
Hey, you know, you keep me up in bed
This is to a girl who got into my head
With all these fucked up things I did
Hey, maybe, baby, you could keep me up in bed
My Konstantine, you spin around me like a dream
We played out on this movie screen
And I said
Did you know I missed you?
Did you know I missed you?
Did you know I missed you?
Did you know I missed you?
Did you know I missed you?
Did you know I missed you?
Did you know I missed you?
I miss you
And then you bring me home
And we'll go to sleep, but this time not alone, no, no
And you'll kiss me in your living room
I know you'll miss me in your living room
Because these nights I think maybe that
I'll miss you in my living room, we don't have much room
I said does anybody need that room?
Because we all need a little more room to live
Credits
Writer(s): Walter Jacobs
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
Other Album Tracks
- Too Late (Remastered)
- Boom, Boom Out Goes the Light (Remastered)
- As Long as I Have You (Remastered)
- It's Too Late Brother (Remastered)
- Key to the Highway (Remastered)
- My Babe (Remastered)
- I Don't Play (Remastered)
- You Better Watch Yourself (Remastered)
- Sad Hours (Remastered)
- Off the Wall (Remastered)
© 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.