Filomath - Now You Tell Me Lyrics

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Now You Tell Me

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What Are The Lyrics For Now You Tell Me By Filomath?
She, when she goes, she brings nothing at all
Me, when I feel, I feel nothing at all I believe, I believe, I believe this is nothing at all Nothing at all We, when we kiss, we do everything but Street corner bliss, it was everything but I believe, I believe, I believe this is everything but Everything but Do you make your own assumptions I can make my own assumptions Do you? Well I knew it You didn't have to tell it to me I knew it You didn't have to sell it to me I knew it You're never gonna love me Now you tell me now. She, when she goes, she brings nothing at all I say please take the rose, it was nothing at all This is nothing at all Nothing at all Do make your own assumptions I can make my own assumptions Do you? Well I knew it You didn't have to tell it to me I knew it You didn't have to sell it to me I knew it You're never gonna love me Now you tell me now. And when we fight, we gain nothing And when we kiss, nothing is gained Well I knew it You didn't have to tell it to me I knew it You didn't have to sell it to me I knew it You're never gonna love me Now you tell me now. Now. Oh, now. She, when she goes, she brings nothing at all Me, when I feel, I feel nothing at all I believe, I believe, I believe this is nothing at all |
Who Wrote Now You Tell Me By Filomath?
Eleanor Mc Evoy
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What's The Duration Of The Now You Tell Me By Filomath?The duration of Now You Tell Me is 4:12 minutes and seconds. |
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