Wellingtons (The)

Popped Balloon
I've been waiing 'round forever just to find my breakMaybe this guitar was my first mistakeWell I just don't know what to doOr how to find my way to youAnd I gotta shut the voices in my head out soon'Cos nothing ever comes to youSo I work until my face is blueBut I won't say anything 'cos I might regret it soonWell my heroes always told me just to keep the faithBut maybe they were wrong and they were playing it safe'Cos everywhere I look aroundPeoples' dreams are falling downAnd I cannot find a single motivation here'Cos nothing ever comes to youSo I work until my face is blueBut I won't say anything 'cos I might regret it soon'Cos I'm tired like a popped balloonAnd my head feels like it's torn in twoBut I won't say anything 'cos I might regret it soonSo don't you start telling me to lighten up'Cos the only thing I have left are these songs I wroteSongtexteThe lyrics are as meaningless As the people who ignore what's going on here tonight'Cos nothing ever comes to youSo I work until my face is blueBut I won't say anything 'cos I might regret it soonAnd I'm broken and I can't be fixedAnd my head has been declared thickBut I won't say anything 'cos I might regret it soonNo I won't say anything 'cos I might regret it soon Aus Songtexte Mania