Guess I heard you right the first time
Soon turned out to be the last time
Gladly I walked into the mess I created through the years
Small time ilussions haunted by casual fears

Just feels so sad

Now your words they are as good as mine
But I just don't seem to have the time
That's sad
It's cold, so cold
It's hard so hard
Its sad, damn sad

In the distance, trough surroundings, 
It all seems so sad
Guess I heard you right the first time
Soon turned out to be the last time
It always happens to me every time
I just seems to fall apart

We are losers, the loving kind
But at least we've got style

In the distance, trough surroundings, 
It all seems to fall apart


(c) Kiss My Jazz
Words by Rudy Trouvé