2 acessos
Temper, looks like a bomb went off
On my side of the room
Simple, say you fell and you hurt yourself
Pick up the glass, I'll get the broom
You’re tired, it’s time to realize
We’re not wired the same
And that is why when we argue
We rarely come back from it with whole souls
We talk like they talked, where I come from
We fight like they fought, where I come from
And I'd rather be alone
Than end up inside a home
Like the one I come from
Used to pity the lovers
Who claimed they'd grown apart
But lately I've played with the thought of getting out
A brand new start
'Cause I'm tired, it's time to realize
We’re not wired the same
And that is why when we argue
We rarely come back from it with whole souls
We talk like they talked, where I come from
We fight like they fought, where I come from
And I'd rather be alone
Than end up inside a home
Like the one I come from