Adele - Tired Lyrics
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Tired
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What Are The Lyrics For Tired By Adele?
Hold my hand while you cut me down
It had only just begun but now it's over now And you're in the heat of moments with your heart playing up cold I'm between the middle watching hastiness unfold On my eyes you were smiling in the spotlight dancing with the night The night When I fell off your mind I'm tired of trying Your teasing ain't enough Fed up of biding your time When I don't get nothing back And for what, and for what, and for what When I don't get nothing back Oy, I'm tired Where'd you go when you stayed behind I looked up and inside down and outside only to find A double taking punching hard and laughing at my smile I get closer you obviously prefer her I'm tired of trying Your teasing ain't enough Fed up of biding your time When I don't get nothing back And for what, and for what, and for what When I don't get nothing back Boy I'm tired of trying Your teasing ain't enough Fed up of biding your time When I don't get nothing back And for what, and for what, and for what When I don't get nothing back Oy, I'm tired (I should have known) Never mind said your open arms I couldn't help believe they tricked me back into them, even though I'm tired of trying Your teasing ain't enough Fed up of biding your time When I don't get nothing back And for what, and for what, and for what When I don't get nothing back Boy I'm tired of trying Your teasing ain't enough Fed up of biding your time When I don't get nothing back And for what, and for what, and for what When I don't get nothing back Oy, I'm tired |
Who Wrote Tired By Adele?
Adele Laurie Blue Adkins, Francis Anthony White
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What's The Duration Of The Tired By Adele?The duration of Tired is 4:18 minutes and seconds. |
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