Paris Street - Dismayed paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Dismayed - Paris Street




I'm dismayed that we've found ourselves back here again
In a town full of options we choose the dead end
Another night in this depressingly dull bar's scene
The chronicles of too much time in one place
A modified version of 'more of the same'
It's sad when there's nothing to look forward to but routine
Pardon me if I seem a little lost
Please tell me exactly where our signals crossed
The signs were obscured but they were always there
You were better suited for more 'punk rock' affairs
And I'm careening dangerously towards the middle of the road
The color of your skirt matches your eyes
I ask you drunk questions, you give stoned replies
And it becomes clearer that this is as far as things go
It's over
Don't you know that it's over
There are no apologies
Unlike the last time
I showed you my serious side, and you laughed
But it served me right, I probably deserved that
How can we justify this continuing on?
Can the jukebox drown out all our doubts with a song?
Maybe something to remind us of our more contented days
Let's face it, it should not come as a surprise
You are as much of a complete mess as I
And I'm equally culpable for making this go to waste
It's over
Don't you know that it's over
There are no apologies
Unlike like the last time



Writer(s): Carl Polgar


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