Текст песни Badly Drawn Boy - Tickets To What You Need
Badly Drawn Boy - Tickets To What You Need слова песни
I`m turning the lights down low
Ready to make my move
Get you tickets to what you need
I`m treading the borderlines
And ruining people`s lives by giving them what they need
You`re quite right to ask what`s wrong with me
You want to take a look at my head
Even I`ve been thinking what`s wrong with me
I watch the news instead
I`m turning Madonna down
I`m calling it my best move
I`ll get her tickets to what she needs
I`m hugging my eiderdown
Employing a microscope
To find you the things you need
Now I`m ready to tell you what`s wrong with me
I`m feeling the emptiness rise
And I`d trade the whole thing quite gladly
For something of similar size
Shape, colour, weight, change your shirt, don`t be late.
I`m turning the lights down low
Ready to make my move
Get you tickets to what you need
What`s wrong with me, What`s wrong with me?
What`s wrong with me, What`s wrong with me?