Текст песни Ryan Adams - To be the one
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Well the pills I got they ask me, lets go out for a whileAnd the knives up in the kitchen are all too dull to smileYeah and the sun it tries to warn meBoy those wings are made of waxWhile the things I do to kill meThey just tell me to relaxBut oh CinderellaAll dressed up in all your boots and all your charmsI`m not the fellowTo protect you or to keep you from all your harmAnd I don`t know which is worseTo wake up and see the sunOr to be the one, be the oneBe the one that`s gone And the empty bottle it misses youYeah and I`m the one that it`s talking toAnd with you and I just barely strangersI`m pretty much just left the foolDamn, don`t the streets look empty though?Just wandering round here without youOh the empty bottle it misses you and I`m the one it`s talking to And I don`t know which is worseTo wake up and see the sunOr to be the one, be the one that`s gone