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Laura Stevenson – Bells & Whistles lyrics
I could've sworn there was a time
When we believed that we could measure out a lives
Just how we wanted it, so we could live
Just as long as anybody ever did
But I was wrong to lie like that, I was wrong to lie like that
When the air was so cold that it smelled sweet on your coat
And the concrete got swollen and roared
And it swallowed you whole
I said, "don't try to argue with it, it will take you home
It's just another road under the one you used to know"
But I lied to you, I didn't have a choice but to
I lied, I lied to you
And I can't hide forever and remain ashamed of it
I can't cover my hands and tell you not to blame me
That you are a speck in a pile of dust
And everything you love will turn into crumbs
So stop worrying, worrying, worrying love
Stop worrying, worrisome love
And the bells and the whistles make deafening sounds
And you can see an ending, it's clear as a bell
When the sound of your headache is louder than hell
In the bend of a note you're alone
In the bend of a note you're alone, you're alone
So don't waste it all, worrisome
When we believed that we could measure out a lives
Just how we wanted it, so we could live
Just as long as anybody ever did
But I was wrong to lie like that, I was wrong to lie like that
When the air was so cold that it smelled sweet on your coat
And the concrete got swollen and roared
And it swallowed you whole
I said, "don't try to argue with it, it will take you home
It's just another road under the one you used to know"
But I lied to you, I didn't have a choice but to
I lied, I lied to you
And I can't hide forever and remain ashamed of it
I can't cover my hands and tell you not to blame me
That you are a speck in a pile of dust
And everything you love will turn into crumbs
So stop worrying, worrying, worrying love
Stop worrying, worrisome love
And the bells and the whistles make deafening sounds
And you can see an ending, it's clear as a bell
When the sound of your headache is louder than hell
In the bend of a note you're alone
In the bend of a note you're alone, you're alone
So don't waste it all, worrisome
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