paroles de chanson Give It Time - Old 97's

When I saw you for the first time
I thought I might be sick
That combination of joy and compulsion
And you were the reason for it
And in the blink of an eyelid
You were in my ride
I was wasted thought you'd laugh when I kissed you
Though I guess it makes sense that you cried
Give it time give it time give it time
It will break you
From our house I heard voices so far away
There's no difference between ropes and roses
When you've got nothin' good to say
And in the blink of an eyelid
You become someone else
I try to find you but you are on a island
And I guess I have to tell myself
Give it time give it time give it time
It will break you
When I saw you for the last time
I sweat right through my shirt
I'm no professional heartbreak's just a pastime
But that don't mean it don't hurt