Divine Comedy, The lyrics
Divine Comedy, The lyrics
"Edward The Confessor Lyrics"
Long Black Limousine Lyrics
There's a long line of mourners comin' down our little street Their fancy cars are such a sight to see They're all of your rich friends who knew you in the city
There's a long line of mourners comin' down our little street Their fancy cars are such a sight to see They're all of your rich friends who knew you in the city
I'm so sorry
Please forgive me
For knowing that I'm wrong but insisting I'm right
For wanting everything to be either black or white
For wallowing in self-pity, confessing all my sins
For studying my thoughts till my head caves in
For all the things I've said but regret so much now
For all the things I should have said but I couldn't somehowLoss for Words Lyrics
I'm at a loss for words There are no words to explain What I am witnessing Is fucking with my brain You can see it in my eyes It will never be the same
r /> For all the times I've meant them
And I've known them for so long
But I still get endings wrong
I'm so sorry
Please forgive me
For trying to be all things to all men
For shelving my objectives time and time again
For looking for perfection in everything I do
When really I need only look as far as you
For demanding to be l
Mission Of Love Lyrics
Nasty reflections are gaining control Show me a concept to heal our soul ... and hope must defeat rebell yell I found the key how to break the spell I
ved by someone who Nasty reflections are gaining control Show me a concept to heal our soul ... and hope must defeat rebell yell I found the key how to break the spell I
Then dispatching quietly over a pint of beer
Well yeah, I did it without malice
And I did it without shame
But I did it just the same
I'm so sorry
Please forgive me
For coming home from work in the middle of the night
For waking you up with the bathroom light
For wanting to touch you with these cold cold hand
Paddy West Lyrics
Paddy West As I was walkin' down London Street, I come to Paddy West's house, He gave me a dish of American hash; he called it Liverpool scouse,<
Paddy West As I was walkin' down London Street, I come to Paddy West's house, He gave me a dish of American hash; he called it Liverpool scouse,<
For wanting to have you just because I can
For always running from an argument
When I ought to stand and fight
For suppressing my emotions
'cause I'm too goddamn polite
and then for thinking that by simply saying sorry
I could suddenly make everything alright
I'm so sorry please forgive me...
I'm so sorry please forgive me...