Fourth Of July

It's Impossible
so your selfish days are done never thanked me for all my help guess I knew all along that someday you would melt melt down into a mound? well it's down into something else so roll your lingerie up in a rush and bury it in the ground cause it died when you gave up besides it doesn't fit you now and I'm not telling you to stop doing whatever it is you do and I know I'm impossible but you are too at least now I know the skies can be blue so my ballroom days are done never thanked you for all your help guess you knew I'd come undone you already knew how that felt so now you won't choke me with your tongue when you try and cover up my mouth and you won't write me letters when you're drunk because that doesn't fit you now and I'm not telling you to stop doing whatever it is you do and I know I'm impossible but you are too at least now I know the skies can be blue Songtexteand I'm not telling you to stop doing whatever it is you do and I know I'm impossible but you are too at least now I know the skies can be blue so thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you Aus Songtexte Mania