How Could That Be True Songtext
von Paul Baribeau

Give me all your, all your reckless kisses
Give me all your, all your sleepless nights
You keep calling me up now, you say that you love me
But how could that be true? How could that be true?


Give me all your, all your desperate weekends
Give me all your, all your pointless fights
You keep messing me up now, you say that you love me
But how could that be true? How could that be true?

I had a bad feeling about tonight
Yeah, but I′ve had a bad feeling for most of my life
Give me all your, all your boring secrets
Give me all your, all your stupid lies
You got me all torn up now, you say that you love me
But how could that be true? How could that be true?
Oh, how could that be true? How could that be true?