Elbow - Asleep in the back

Were you crushed?
Did I rush you?
All my time is yours
My twisted heart is yours
The faithless shit is yours..
The shameless fits of love that only smother you for moments, until I fold them up and leave
All yours.

And all the things I never talk about are spilling with the gin
Test how tough you are..

All yours.

Not to rush you.

muito do que digo amar, acabo por deitar tudo a perder. a culpa é inteiramente minha.

"adeus."