paroles de chanson Backroom - John Doe

I hate to see you
Down in that bathroom
You're so much better than that
Friends tell me bad things
Sad things about you
And when I see you
I know that they're true
Give that black bottle away
Call home at least once day
But in the backroom
You don't care
About broken bones beyond repair
In the backroom I'm scared
Take a breath unprepared
To walk away from you
In that backroom
Backroom

Desperate voices
Dripping with sadness
Leaking from under the door
Losing there with you
Can they be trusted
To deliver you
Like I never did before
You got us high in the hay
Promised it all
And then went away
To the backroom
Where you don't care
About broken bones beyond repair
In the backroom I'm scared
Take a breath unprepared
To walk away from you
I'm told I'll never go through
Bad dreams can come true
In that backroom
Backroom
Backroom
Backroom
Backroom