Falling on my Sword Songtext
von TOPS

I wonder, would you notice?
Staring at a puddle, drinking water out of focus
A wet skirt exposes
Such a bum, why don′t you think about your own kids?

You chose this
Now I'm falling on my sword (ooh)
Your bleeding heart can′t feed me (ooh)


And whenever he proposes
Know what to bring me, won't you garden me to roses?
And a champagne makes him moaning
Went from hell and back just to get a sermon

You chose this
Now I'm falling on my sword (ooh)
Your bleeding heart can′t feed me (ooh)
I′m not hungry anymore

I wonder, would you notice?
Staring at a puddle, drinking water out of focus


Falling on my sword (ooh)
Your bleeding heart can't feed me (ooh)
I′m not hungry anymore (ooh)
Your bleeding heart can't feed me (ooh)
I′m not hungry anymore