Текст песни Parked Outside - The Afghan Whigs

If time can incinerate what I want for you
Allow me to illustrate how the hand becomes the fuse
If they′ve seen it all show them something new
And put out your innocence
Or your gonna be smoke when she turns out the lights
You're gonna make me break down and cry
You′re gonna make me break down
Divine in her disarray
Pinnacle her persuasion
On a you cross lay serial supplication
Defy your beating heart.
Only trouble can save me
Take a walk on the river and then
Suffer your superstition again
You're gonna make me break down and cry
You're gonna make me break
And you can′t forget tomorrow
When somebody wants to take you down
You′re gonna make me break down and cry
You're gonna make me break down and cry
You′re gonna make me break down and cry
You're gonna make me break down and cry
And cry, cry, cry