paroles de chanson Better Still - St. South

You've got to, you need to.
Or I'm gonna find another who wants to.
You're crying texture tales on your patterned drawers.
I was scared for you, for the kill of the cause.
What you gonna say to me, when I'm on my knees.
Darling please tell me what you know.

You're something better still, you really know how to spin the wheel.
Dragging your arms, through the last of the charms. x2

Pull the dark right over my head,
I don't care what she does in bed,
In the meantime, is she gonna be fine?

Follow you like I lurk in love,
Is there a fail in the woman we trust,
In the meantime, is she gonna be fine?

You're something better still, you really know how to spin the wheel.
Dragging your arms, through the last of the charms. x2

You've got to give, to grow now.
(And you're not better still)