Testo Jilian - IAN SWEET
Testo della canzone Jilian (IAN SWEET), tratta dall'album Shiverstruck
I'm alone at the matinee
3:45 on a Saturday
Don't sweat it
I'm good on my own anyway
Baby I've got those big city blues
The kind that lingers like bad news
And hangs over your head like the moon
Jilian
Go on and tell em
That you're sick of it
Sad singer
Such an idiot
Bad sex and cigarettes
Oh it's a cruel world you're living in
You're invited to the sunrise
Like it's a party
I'm throwin cause i can't seem to sleep at night
I'm holdin out to see if you show
And bring everyone you know
Cuz baby I've got those big city blues
The kind that lingers like bad news
And hangs over your head like the moon
Jilian
Go on and tell em
That you're sick of it
Sad singer
Such an idiot
Bad sex and cigarettes
Oh it's a cruel world you're livin in
Jilian
Go on and tell em how it could've been
Sad singer
Such an idiot
You're naked in a red lip
Oh it's a cruel world isn't it
You wanna hurt, but not too much
You wanna feel, but not be touched
Blame the world for your blues
It you, it's you, it's you
Jilian
Go on and tell 'em that you're sick of it
Sad singer
Such a hypocrite
You're lyin to yourself again
Jilian
You talk like someone's always listening
Like pain makes you more interesting
Oh, it's such cruel world you're livin in
Oh, it's such a cruel world
Oh, it's such a cruel world, isn't it
Credits
Writer(s): Constantine Anastasakis, Jilian Medford
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