Texty: Puggy. Dubois Died Today. Times Like These.

I told you I'm sorry
It was the best that I could do
I found you a daydream
But they only have it blue
What could you want me for
Where will I go
Times like these I never know

I wanted wisdom
If you could buy it in a box
Then make you believe
In all the little things I've lost
What could you want me for when
I'm so cold
Times like these I feel so old
So much for what I will say in a day
When I'm gone and you were strong
So much for what I will do when
We're through
And you can't tell me I'm home

I wouldn't believe you
When it's all you had to say
I thought it would bring me
But they only take it away
What could you want me for
And when will I learn
For times like these you know
I'll burn

(Merci a Shanone pour cettes paroles)