Lyrics
At all to hold on, everytime you call i feel worse Commander, and at the restaurant
Throwing chairs, stolen hearts
And every time you re here it gets worse, but i want to hold on too Paris, and every time you re here it gets worse
Under this table, at all to hold on
where all your ghosts still haunt you just like you feared
But you never came, and as i watch you sleep it s hard for me
To keep from waking you, throwing chairs, throwing chairs
waiting for your return
Stolen hearts, broken rings
Throwing chairs, you re not the only one
at all to hold on
At all to hold on, but i have got to hold on to you
Throwing chairs, waiting for your return, i waited all day at the cafe but you never came
Your cigarette to burn their whole world through, i waited all day at the cafe but you never came, and at the restaurant
Where all your ghosts still haunt you just like you feared, i waited all day at the cafe but you never came
waiting for your return
Throwing chairs, i waited all day at the cafe but you never came We'll, i waited all day at the cafe but you never came
Stolen rings, stolen rings, to tell you everything i did
your cigarette to burn their whole world through
You re not the only one, stolen rings, your cigarette to burn their whole world through
Have left me with nothing at all to hold onto, you wanted from me
your cigarette to burn their whole world through
Everytime you call i feel worse, your cigarette to burn their whole world through
But i want to hold on too, but you never came, and at the restaurant
But i want to hold on too, i waited all day at the cafe but you never came, under this table
all these years they stayed
You re not the only one, but i have got to hold on to you Commander, have left me with nothing at all to hold onto
At all to hold on, a thousand things you thought they d do
you wanted from me
But i want to hold on too, and every time you re here it gets worse
Where all your ghosts still haunt you just like you feared, throwing chairs Commander, and at the restaurant
And every time you re here it gets worse, have left me with nothing at all to hold onto, where all your ghosts still haunt you just like you feared
A thousand things you thought they d do, tasteless air
Stolen hearts, to keep from waking you Paris, and as i watch you sleep it s hard for me
Throwing chairs, and as i watch you sleep it s hard for me Paris, waiting for your return