The Graham Situation - 1000 Hours lyrics

rate me

I'm talking backwards to myself

I couldn't spell it out just clear enough,

To get my point through and out

And now you're looking at me funny

I don't want to come inside

But there's a different part of myself,

I'm struggling to keep up with

And now I'm lying to myself again

And if I lie here on my own

Or if I'd die here all alone

Just tell me that you'd take me down,

You'll let me out

Just another dollar blown for Rock'n'Roll

I've got a bad fever again

You didn't bring it up, strangely enough

So maybe you have finally forgotten

Or ran out of lies to tell me

I've been struggling just enough

But to your judging eyes it's a surprise,

To see that I'm not able to go further

And I won't ever find it funny

Another crack in the movie screen

A different song on the tambourine

Just keep it up,

I'd kill some time just to get it right

But you would rather waste your nights away,

Than spend them all on me

She's not the type,

She's not the type,

She's not the type that lends her heart to me

In one way or the same

She's not the type (She's not the type)

She's not the type (She's not the type)

She's not the type that gives her love away

At any time or any place