Letras:
Barenaked Ladies

It's been one week since you looked at me Cocked your head to the side and said, "I'm angry" Five days since you laughed at me saying "Get that together

I met you, before the fall of Rome And I begged you, to let me take you home You were wrong, I was right You said goodbye, I said goodnight (Woo, woo

I tried I'm so cool, too bad I'm a loser I'm so smart, too bad I can't get anything figured out I'm so brave, too bad I'm a baby I'm so fly, that's probably

All around the room your things are placed And next to you he fills the space And so it seems your saving grace Is only saving face The pictures of the

The credits roll, the camera pans And in the mist our hero stands He starts to speak, then folds his hands in prayer An awkward pause, then what?s my

If you know better, please email the corrections Suddenly things become unsound Stumbling upon the shaky ground Given arrows to shoot tornadoes down Shoot

I gave you my arms I gave you my lips I gave you my heart On a silver plate I guess I gave you Too much, too soon And you gave me Too little, too late

You walked into the room and the whole place stopped to notice Standing next to you, I feel hopeless and you know this I've never been ashamed of my attraction

I tend the wheat field that makes your bread I bind the sweet veal, pluck the hens that make your bed Mother Nature and Mother Earth Are two of three