Pull Through For You Songtext
von Let's Wrestle
Pull Through For You Songtext
I′ve got potential to feel bad for you, but I don't
Your words are good and true, things
Will pull through for you, and I won′t
I've got potential to feel bad for you, but I don't
Your words are good and true, things
Will pull through for you, and I won′t
When I won′t, when I won't
A whisper lingered near, and before she pulled my tears
A secret that was never told was pushed into my ear
That this man was not a man ′til his shoulders reached his neck
I lay down in the corner, 'cause her beauty made me retch
You, someday you
Will make me pleased to be me for a day
But while I wait
I will dream of your face, indistinct and opaque
I′ve got potential to feel bad for you, but I don't
Your words are good and true, things
Will pull through for you, and I won′t
I've got potential to feel bad for you, but I don't
Your words are good and true, things
Will pull through for you, and I won′t
When I won′t, when I won't
The man sits in the dark in a grave in Abbey Park
He thinks of all the friends he′s made who've seen his birthmarks
The woman on the pier who lived her whole life in fear
Remembers a man she saw with a mark behind his ear
You, sometimes you
Are remembered no matter who you are
Your words are good and true, things
Will pull through for you, and I won′t
I've got potential to feel bad for you, but I don't
Your words are good and true, things
Will pull through for you, and I won′t
When I won′t, when I won't
A whisper lingered near, and before she pulled my tears
A secret that was never told was pushed into my ear
That this man was not a man ′til his shoulders reached his neck
I lay down in the corner, 'cause her beauty made me retch
You, someday you
Will make me pleased to be me for a day
But while I wait
I will dream of your face, indistinct and opaque
I′ve got potential to feel bad for you, but I don't
Your words are good and true, things
Will pull through for you, and I won′t
I've got potential to feel bad for you, but I don't
Your words are good and true, things
Will pull through for you, and I won′t
When I won′t, when I won't
The man sits in the dark in a grave in Abbey Park
He thinks of all the friends he′s made who've seen his birthmarks
The woman on the pier who lived her whole life in fear
Remembers a man she saw with a mark behind his ear
You, sometimes you
Are remembered no matter who you are
Writer(s): Wesley Patrick Gonzalez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

