Текст песни Friedman Dean - Solitaire
Friedman Dean - Solitaire слова песни
Potted plants hangin` down from the ceilin`Creepin` up my windowsillIf the cats don`t get `emThe winter wind willBut I am a fool and I water them everydayHave some faith in what`s his nameThe deck is stacked, but just the sameI`d rather lose a hand of hearts I swearThan to win a round of solitaireBoth of us drink from a fountain of feelin`Waitin` for the blood to spillIf the doubts don`t get us then the apathy willBut I am a fool and I worship you everydayHave some faith in what`s his nameThe deck is stacked, but just the sameI`d rather lose a hand of hearts I swearThan to win a round of solitaireHiding the hurt of fighting and bickeringThinking that we`ve had our fillIf the lies don`t do it then the honesty willBut I am a fool and I water you everydayHave some faith in what`s his nameThe deck is stacked, but just the sameI`d rather lose a hand of hearts I swearThan to win a round of solitaire