Texty:
Shout Out Louds

Who's next? It's gonna be, it's gonna be trouble And tonight I'm telling you honestly, yes, honestly By the time you get on the bus, love is no more And

My father's father Can't you see I'm tryin'? Mother, ex-boyfriend Brother of the theater Even if I know that you're right I still go on, I still go on

Everyone's got someone, I got none And everyone's got someone, I got no one And I try to find out what to do with my life But here it comes at last And

Just gimme a second and I'll tell you But give me months by myself Sittin', smokin' Belgian cigarettes In a restaurant with a famous star 'Cause I know

, impossible Impossible, impossible Impossible, impossible You are just like your mother, I'm just as same as the others Do you believe everything they write in all those magazines? Stay out of love until you're ready, stay out

You're a lie, I don't believe a thing (It's true) Has she been asking for me So hurry up, let's go Don't wanna miss a thing C'mon love is all we got

Do I Believe in this or is this the only way to get around in my life Do I deserve this No, you deserve much better in your life in your life Thinking

How you choose your words, that's where I judge you, darling Where the attention comes from depends on how much I care And I do remember waking up with

I came across, I came across I came across a friend I didn't trust I kissed his feet, I kissed his feet And I broke his knees I came across, I came across