Mayday Songtext
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Mayday Songtext
Grey clouds bereave the brightness of day
As the sunlight roughly fades away
Oh, I could use rain for tears as a metaphor again
But these drops are piercing and sour with pain
It′s the month of May, the weather's grey
And I′m feeling bruised when I think of you
As you throw these final words at me
All hope starts to wither away
It's the month of May, the weather's grey
And I′m feeling enraged when I think of you
Isn′t there any other way?
I ask myself at the close of day
As I hung up the phone
You gave up on me
You froze me a heart
You abandoned me
As I hung up the phone
You gave up on me
You froze me a heart
You abandoned me
Grey clouds bereave the brightness of day
As the sunlight roughly fades away
Oh, I could use rain for tears as a metaphor again
But these drops are piercing and sour with pain
It's the month of May, the weather′s grey
And I'm feeling bruised when I think of you
As you throw these final words at me
All hope starts to wither away
It′s the month of May, the weather's grey
And I′m feeling enraged when I think of you
Isn't there any other way?
I ask myself at the close of day
It's the month of May, the weather′s grey
And I′m feeling bruised when I think of you
As you throw these final words at me
All hope starts to wither away
It's the month of May, the weather′s grey
And I'm feeling enraged when I think of you
Isn′t there any other way?
I ask myself at the close of day
As I hung up the phone
You gave up on me
You froze me a heart
You abandoned me
As I hung up the phone
You gave up on me
You froze me a heart
You abandoned me
As the sunlight roughly fades away
Oh, I could use rain for tears as a metaphor again
But these drops are piercing and sour with pain
It′s the month of May, the weather's grey
And I′m feeling bruised when I think of you
As you throw these final words at me
All hope starts to wither away
It's the month of May, the weather's grey
And I′m feeling enraged when I think of you
Isn′t there any other way?
I ask myself at the close of day
As I hung up the phone
You gave up on me
You froze me a heart
You abandoned me
As I hung up the phone
You gave up on me
You froze me a heart
You abandoned me
Grey clouds bereave the brightness of day
As the sunlight roughly fades away
Oh, I could use rain for tears as a metaphor again
But these drops are piercing and sour with pain
It's the month of May, the weather′s grey
And I'm feeling bruised when I think of you
As you throw these final words at me
All hope starts to wither away
It′s the month of May, the weather's grey
And I′m feeling enraged when I think of you
Isn't there any other way?
I ask myself at the close of day
It's the month of May, the weather′s grey
And I′m feeling bruised when I think of you
As you throw these final words at me
All hope starts to wither away
It's the month of May, the weather′s grey
And I'm feeling enraged when I think of you
Isn′t there any other way?
I ask myself at the close of day
As I hung up the phone
You gave up on me
You froze me a heart
You abandoned me
As I hung up the phone
You gave up on me
You froze me a heart
You abandoned me
Writer(s): Jobbe Holtes, David Bos, Tim Lechner, Roeland Van Der Velde, Mariet Gast Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
