Everything But the Girl - Bittersweet [Home Demo 1983] Lyrics
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Bittersweet [Home Demo 1983]
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What Are The Lyrics For Bittersweet [Home Demo 1983] By Everything But the Girl?
Don't talk to me in that familiar way
When the keys are in my hand Don't say that everything is here to stay And I must try to understand When I'm trying not to look into your eyes Trying not to listen to your lies Trying just to keep hold of myself Oh, but it's hard when you leave me on the shelf You say, I set a path for you to follow And I've already given in But I only meant for you to taste, not swallow Where I end is where you must begin And try not to look into their eyes Try not to listen to their lies Try just to keep hold of yourself Oh, I know it's hard when they leave you on their shelf She's such a sweet girl free of the taints of this world Think that's a compliment, don't be so full of sentiment Why you worship sweetness? What virtue's there in weakness? Being pushed about is nothing much to shout about, I know So try not to look into their eyes Try not to listen to their lies Try just to keep hold of yourself Oh, I know it's hard when they leave you on their shelf |
Who Wrote Bittersweet [Home Demo 1983] By Everything But the Girl?
Stevin Mcnamara
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What's The Duration Of The Bittersweet [Home Demo 1983] By Everything But the Girl?The duration of Bittersweet [Home Demo 1983] is 3:05 minutes and seconds. |
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