作曲 : Gemma Hayes Talk, talk.. Empty sentiment I havent got the heart for disappointment Ten thousand reasons why i should get out The state you're in, i better get you home Car crash, running through my head I'm saying things that are best left unsaid Stop looking at me that way I'm not the answer, i'll be your anchor Tired of the fight Well i dont understand you better than most I am just your friend, with troubles of my own And i don't understand you better than most Better than most You say you're unravelling I havent got the heart to watch you crying One for the road, and another for the darkness I'll get you home and tomorrow you'll forget this Get ready for the fight Well i don't understand you better than most I am just your friend, with troubles of my own And i dont understand you better than most Better than most Hailstones beating on my heart And i'm tired of holding back What if i was to? What would be so wrong with that? These days i'm surrounded by people i dont even like But boy, you are a flower, tonight i'll be a liar And tell you, it's not right.. That i dont understand you better than most I am just your friend with troubles of my own And i dont understand you better than most Better than most
作曲 : Gemma Hayes Talk, talk.. Empty sentiment I havent got the heart for disappointment Ten thousand reasons why i should get out The state you're in, i better get you home Car crash, running through my head I'm saying things that are best left unsaid Stop looking at me that way I'm not the answer, i'll be your anchor Tired of the fight Well i dont understand you better than most I am just your friend, with troubles of my own And i don't understand you better than most Better than most You say you're unravelling I havent got the heart to watch you crying One for the road, and another for the darkness I'll get you home and tomorrow you'll forget this Get ready for the fight Well i don't understand you better than most I am just your friend, with troubles of my own And i dont understand you better than most Better than most Hailstones beating on my heart And i'm tired of holding back What if i was to? What would be so wrong with that? These days i'm surrounded by people i dont even like But boy, you are a flower, tonight i'll be a liar And tell you, it's not right.. That i dont understand you better than most I am just your friend with troubles of my own And i dont understand you better than most Better than most