Текст песни DEATH CAB FOR CUTIE - Death of an Interior Decorator
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Текст песни DEATH CAB FOR CUTIE - Death of an Interior Decorator
you were the mother of three girls so sweetwho stormed through your turnstileand climbed to the streetbut after conception your body lay coldand withered through autumn and you found yourself oldcan you tell me why you have been so(sad)( )he took a lover on a faraway beachwhile you arranged flowers and chose color schemescan you tell me why you have been so sad?can you tell me why you have been so sad?the girls were all therethey traded their vowsthe youngest one glared with furrowed browsthey tenderly kissed then cut the cakethe bride then tripped and broke the vasethe one you thought would spend the yearsso perfectly placed below the mirrorarriving late you clean the debrisand walked into the angry sceneit felt just like falling in love againand it felt just like falling in love againcan you tell me why you have been so sad?can you tell me why you have been so…