Eight Days
I had your heart
But I will never get it back again
I will never get it back again
I ripped it apart
Trying to see if it was made of lead
Trying to see if it was made of lead
United we plan so together we'll fall
And you can't get what you want from me
With your hand in my hand I've never felt this tall
Still you can't get what you want from me
Eight days waiting to hear you say
Nothing really matters at all
I've tried staring through vacant eyes
To see if I could see what's wrong
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In case something happens to go wrong
I can see that it's not my fault
I want to leave, I want to leave, I want to leave
United we plan so together we'll fall
And you can't get what you want from me
With your hand in my hand I've never felt this tall
Still you can't get what you want from me
Eight days waiting to hear you say
Nothing really matters at all
I've tried staring through vacant eyes
To see if I could see what's wrong
I peeled you open and took photographs of your insides
Brings into the focus that this camera could never lie
Eight days waiting to hear you say
Nothing really matters at all
I've tried staring through vacant eyes
To see if I could see what's wrong
Eight days waiting to hear you say
Nothing really matters at all
'Cause I've tried staring through vacant eyes
To see if I could see what's wrong
But I will never get it back again
I will never get it back again
I ripped it apart
Trying to see if it was made of lead
Trying to see if it was made of lead
United we plan so together we'll fall
And you can't get what you want from me
With your hand in my hand I've never felt this tall
Still you can't get what you want from me
Eight days waiting to hear you say
Nothing really matters at all
I've tried staring through vacant eyes
To see if I could see what's wrong
Please fill this out
In case something happens to go wrong
I can see that it's not my fault
I want to leave, I want to leave, I want to leave
United we plan so together we'll fall
And you can't get what you want from me
With your hand in my hand I've never felt this tall
Still you can't get what you want from me
Eight days waiting to hear you say
Nothing really matters at all
I've tried staring through vacant eyes
To see if I could see what's wrong
I peeled you open and took photographs of your insides
Brings into the focus that this camera could never lie
Eight days waiting to hear you say
Nothing really matters at all
I've tried staring through vacant eyes
To see if I could see what's wrong
Eight days waiting to hear you say
Nothing really matters at all
'Cause I've tried staring through vacant eyes
To see if I could see what's wrong
Credits
Writer(s): Ross Mcnae, Barry Mckenna, Sam Mctrusty, Craig Kneale
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