Falling from Trees - At Swim Two Birds
Sometime soon
Somewhere bright and breezy
You'll hear this tune
Roll over In your grave
And go back to sleep
And curse me
And curse me
Break some hearts
And bruise some feelings
By all means
And open wide
Cause this doesn't hurt you
As much as It hurts me
As much as It hurts me
You're Into mine
And you're In three beds
At the same time
You're life's April fool
Just time to order In a round
Before the bell goes
And when you wake up In the night
You'll wonder where you are
And where you're going
And where you're going
So break some hearts
And bruise some feelings
By all means
And open wide
Cause this doesn't hurt you
As much as It hurts me
As much as It hurts me