manic
12-02-2003, 07:44 PM
Shooting Stars Don't Have the Answers
Sellotape won't hold my heart in place
Kissing you won't restore my faith
So why do I try? Why do I lie to myself?
Cause your pretty words won't linger on your lips for too long
Three minutes puts an end to your love songs
So why do I try? Why do I lie to myself?
I'm holding your hand in the hope that it will hold me together
When will I learn that I can't live leaning forever
On somebody else, somebody to love me for myself
Nice guys always come last, never first
Shoegazing never works
And shooting stars, they don't have the answers
The sky won't hold my hopes for me
Wishing on a star won't set me free
So why do I try? Why do I lie, to myself?
And I'm staring at the bottom of my teacup
Like it has the answers or can bring me luck
Why do I try? Why do I lie, to myself?
I'm holding your hand in the hope that it will hold me together
When will I learn that I can't live leaning forever
On somebody else, somebody to love me for myself
Nice guys always come last, never first
Shoegazing never works
And shooting stars, they don't have the answers
Sellotape won't hold my heart in place
Kissing you won't restore my faith
So why do I kiss you like it'll restore my faith in myself?
Sellotape won't hold my heart in place
Kissing you won't restore my faith
So why do I try? Why do I lie to myself?
Cause your pretty words won't linger on your lips for too long
Three minutes puts an end to your love songs
So why do I try? Why do I lie to myself?
I'm holding your hand in the hope that it will hold me together
When will I learn that I can't live leaning forever
On somebody else, somebody to love me for myself
Nice guys always come last, never first
Shoegazing never works
And shooting stars, they don't have the answers
The sky won't hold my hopes for me
Wishing on a star won't set me free
So why do I try? Why do I lie, to myself?
And I'm staring at the bottom of my teacup
Like it has the answers or can bring me luck
Why do I try? Why do I lie, to myself?
I'm holding your hand in the hope that it will hold me together
When will I learn that I can't live leaning forever
On somebody else, somebody to love me for myself
Nice guys always come last, never first
Shoegazing never works
And shooting stars, they don't have the answers
Sellotape won't hold my heart in place
Kissing you won't restore my faith
So why do I kiss you like it'll restore my faith in myself?