Tekstovi: Fink. Biscuits For Breakfast. All Cried Out.

You took your time
To come back
This time
The grass has grown under
Your feet
In your absence
I changed my mind
Someone else is sittin' in your seat

I know that I said
There'd be no one else
I know that I said
I'd be true
But baby I got a cupid arrow
Here's the short and narrow
I've nothing left to offer you

All cried out
A whole lot of loving
For a handful of nothing
All cried out
It's hard to give you something
When you're pushing me

So don't look surprised
There was no disguise
You knew where I stayed
From the start
So stop
Look around you
You're right back where I found you
Take back your cold and empty heart

All cried out
whole lot of loving
a handful of nothing
All cried out
It's hard to give you something
when you're pushin' me

You go your way
I'll go mine
I won't stay around here
Don't you waste my time

All cried out
All cried out
It's hard to give you something
When you're pushin' me

It's hard to give you something
When you're pushing' me