I don't believe in angels well, at least not in yours
But I believe in the sensation of holding you close
And I don't believe in exile at least not how you practice it
But I'm willing to regret all the travels I made
All the triumphs in my book
'Cause I'm afraid that they took me away from you
So, don't be upset
'Cause you're bottleneck barbiturate
Ain't helping you out
It wasn't meant to be a hole in the ground
Don't make me wait
'Cause you're bottleneck barbiturate
Is letting you down
'Cause I know other ways of getting around the lonely hour
I'm the one who used to tell you that something is for free
And, that being lonely doesn't have to be a drag
(What a gag)
Now if I was to envy you, you know it wouldn't be for real
Just a way to steal or can it be so
That we've made it on our own?
I don´t know but these walls seems to tell me it ain't so
So don't be upset
'Cause you're bottleneck barbiturate
Ain't helping you out
It wasn't meant to be a hole in the ground
Don't make me wait
'Cause you're bottleneck barbiturate
Is letting you down
'Cause I know better ways of getting around the lonely hour
Don't make me wait
Don't make me wait
Don't make me wait
So don't be upset
'Cause you're bottleneck barbiturate
Ain't helping you out
It wasn't meant to be a hole in the ground
Don't make me wait
'Cause you're bottleneck barbiturate
Is letting you down
'Cause I know better ways of getting around the lonely hour

INVIA LE CORREZIONI