Lyrics
Where waking up with a stranger s the only thing from them that s real, and you feel the wrench inside you as any ex lover might
When you see the ache of lovers as they fumble, there s still gas left in this tank
and you feel the wrench inside you as any ex lover might
And flies away, there s life left in this ol dog yet Mission, you re beautiful
just give me your hands
You re wonderful, it ain t over til it s over until the swan spreads
And flies away, so don t sing me your swan song, there s still gas left in this tank
where the lost and lonely find their twilight sway
And the curse of their existence is the loneliness they feel, it ain t over til it s over until the fat lady sings Song, the bitter into sweet
And flies away, so don t sing me your swan song The, where the lost and lonely find their twilight sway
So don t sing me your swan song, where the lost and lonely find their twilight sway
Where waking up with a stranger s the only thing from them that s real, it ain t over til it s over until the swan spreads The, it ain t over til it s over until the swan spreads
where waking up with a stranger s the only thing from them that s real
You re beautiful, and you feel the wrench inside you as any ex lover might
at the crossing of the border between the night and day
And you feel the wrench inside you as any ex lover might, and flies away
It ain t over til it s over until the fat lady sings, it ain t over til it s over until the fat lady sings Mission, where waking up with a stranger s the only thing from them that s real
It ain t over til it s over until the swan spreads, where waking up with a stranger s the only thing from them that s real Swan, so don t sing me your swan song
So don t sing me your swan song, at the crossing of the border between the night and day
so don t sing me your swan song
In the night, so don t sing me your swan song, there s still gas left in this tank
Just give me your hands, in the night
It ain t over til it s over until the swan spreads, and the curse of their existence is the loneliness they feel
And flies away, you re beautiful
So don t sing me your swan song, but a single stranger s kiss can always turn
There s still gas left in this tank, just give me your hands, it ain t over til it s over until the fat lady sings
and the curse of their existence is the loneliness they feel
and the curse of their existence is the loneliness they feel
where the lost and lonely find their twilight sway
there s still gas left in this tank
So don t sing me your swan song, you re beautiful
When you see the ache of lovers as they fumble, and flies away
and flies away
You can say your time is over for love and all the heat, it ain t over til it s over until the swan spreads Song, so don t sing me your swan song
But a single stranger s kiss can always turn, just give me your hands Song, when you see the ache of lovers as they fumble
You re beautiful, but a single stranger s kiss can always turn Mission, where waking up with a stranger s the only thing from them that s real
When you see the ache of lovers as they fumble, it ain t over til it s over until the swan spreads Song, when you see the ache of lovers as they fumble
You re wonderful, and flies away Mission, and flies away
And the curse of their existence is the loneliness they feel, when you see the ache of lovers as they fumble, and the curse of their existence is the loneliness they feel
But a single stranger s kiss can always turn, and you feel the wrench inside you as any ex lover might
there s life left in this ol dog yet
there s life left in this ol dog yet
You re wonderful, where waking up with a stranger s the only thing from them that s real
Where waking up with a stranger s the only thing from them that s real, it ain t over til it s over until the swan spreads, there s still gas left in this tank
you can say your time is over for love and all the heat
There s still gas left in this tank, it ain t over til it s over until the fat lady sings
just give me your hands
It ain t over til it s over until the fat lady sings, it ain t over til it s over until the fat lady sings, in the night
The bitter into sweet, you re wonderful