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Letras:Scars On 45. Tired Eyes.

You put yourself in my hands,
And I threw you out like a sweet I couldnt stand.
Im stirless inside;
Blame it on these tired eyes.

And I was drinking too much,
Only the person who would fall by a single touch.
You screamed at me Why?,
And I blamed it on these tired eyes.

If youd surrender the past,
Then Ill concede another star can shine brighter.
Can you surrender the past?
Abandon for me?

Man I think were dying
To leave this town,
But every time we both crash-land on the concrete.
When its the road we lose,
In love, hate and tears...

A bigger man would stand his ground
Im begging you to fuck me now on the backseat
If we lay these tracks,
In love, hate and tears...

In tired eyes...
In tired eyes...

Its been a lifetime with you,
Im petrified of the thought of your baby blues.
You light up my sky,
And blame it on these tired eyes.

If youd surrender the past,
Then Ill concede another star can shine brighter.
Can you surrender the past?
Abandon for me?

Man I think were dying
To leave this town,
But every time we both crash-land on the concrete.
When its the road we lose,
In love, hate and tears...

A bigger man would stand his ground,
Im begging you to fuck me now on the backseat.
If we lay these tracks,
In love, hate and tears...

In tired eyes...
In tired eyes...
In tired eyes...
In tired eyes...

You say you need the excitement of chasing,
But youre the one who got my pulse racing.
You say you need the excitement of chasing...