Teksty: French Kicks. Go On.

Sick of everything, used to turn me on.
wanted everything, but it took too long.
couldn't see you then, after waiting all alone.
shape that i was in, had to take it on my own.
you're just another friend,
and i don't need another friend.

will i? well i don't know.
will i? well i don't know at all.

gave it all away, when i got an idea that's fine so i took it all away,
now i got nothing i call mine.
then you find out, that believeing in fine doesn't make you money.
wanna do something fine, people think it's funny.
sick of everything, what you waitin' on?
go on.
go on.
will i?
well i don't know.
well i don't know at all