Kitchen Song — текст песни (Edwin Mccain)

Sitting in the kitchen,
Just staring at the cracks in the wall
I`ve been sitting here since yesterday
Just waiting on you to call
The cracks remind me of you and I
They`re all up, down and split apart
And all the cracks in the wall lead to one great big hole
That used to be my heart

Now that I think of it
Nothing ever worked out right
All we ever seemed to do is just cuss, scream, bitch and fight
All we did was fight

The tears I cried
Fell on a cold and lonely floor
No one to wipe them away
The tears I cried
Will be my own and they`ll follow me
And that`s the way it`s gonna stay

Now that I think of it
Nothing ever worked out right
All we ever seemed to do is just cuss, scream, bitch and fight
All we did was fight

Oh pretty baby, can`t you understand
I`m not made up of enough to be your man
Oh pretty baby, don`t know what to say
I just want you to ... go away

Well I`d love to sit and reflect on this
But I haven`t got the time
Just tell me why you chose to be so cruel, mean, brutal so unkind

Now that I think of it
Nothing ever worked out right
All we ever seemed to do was cuss, scream, bitch and fight
All we did is fight

The tears I cried fell on a cold and lonely floor
No one to wipe them away
The tears I cried
Will be my own and they`ll follow me
And that`s the way it`s gonna stay