- Votes:
- Composers:
- Alex Haycraft
- Justin Valenti
- Miles Logan Parkhill
- Ladd Carlock Mitchell
 
- Tags:
- alternative rock
 
- See also:
Park - La Amoureux lyrics
Lover undo me
 For weeks I've waited for your return
 My head down
 Eyes to the ground
 My guess is a sure thing
 You won't be back
 Thank you for a month's worth of wooing
 Your warm lips and my body for using
 Six shades of mischievous gray
 Sprinting through your skinny veins
 It's no wonder my sense of perception
 Is no better than a sailor in weather
 So rough as to spill your guts
 The sea swells up just enough, to keep your head up
 Lover undo me
 For weeks I've waited for your return
 My head down
 Eyes to the ground
 My guess is a sure thing
 You won't be back
 You've all but consumed me
 For days I pray for you to burn
 I won't try to relive the nightlife
 I had when I had you
 Lot more of them need to fall
 With eyes so soft and a livid cough she sighs
 "Don't come near me
 God damnit I am waving my colors of warning"
 I am sorry darling
 I'm just so sick of starving
 You smile as I start my dive
 Hands on hips, it parts your lipsPark - La Amoureux - http://motolyrics.com/park/la-amoureux-lyrics.html
 Pushed to one side
 Lover undo me
 For weeks I've waited for your return
My head down
 Eyes to the ground
 My guess is a sure thing
 You won't be back
 You've all but consumed me
 For days I pray for you to burn
 I won't try to relive the nightlife
 I had when I had you
 And those six shades that I spoke of
 Are just acts you try to pull off
 Just as a cavity
 Swallowing the things you need
 Yet you skim what won't repeat
 All demands what I've been asking
 Your arms like a tragedy
 Suffering from sun
 I will cut myself off never to be turned back on
 Lover undo me
 (I will cut myself off never to be turned back on)
 You've all but consumed me
 (I will cut myself off never to be turned back on)
 Lover undo me
 (I will cut myself off never to be turned back on)
 You'll end up starved out in some attic
 Alone and afraid watching reruns of past times
 Your hair falling out in heaps
 The bridges you've burned
 The ashes you keep













