Graham Coxon - Hurt Prone Lyrics
Every time I see you I got that feeling that I've seen you beforeAnd each time I try to talk to you I just get the feeling that I'm being a boreAnd I'm sitting down with my hands on my headAnd all I'm thinking about is a shadow falling over my mindAnd I feel if I get to talk to youLike something's gotta... like the suns gotta shineIt's always been so difficult to talk to you in my small dark placeAnd everything I feel so strange about keeps on changing its shapeOne day I might open my eyes and decide that I am deadUntil that day I'll just try and dream of you inside my headYou were soiledYou are nowI want youTo feel real blueAll my life I'm beginning to feel likeI'm running to where nothing really existsAnd I... write a thought of mine on my t-shirt insteadI feel like a child, I put pen to paper and I'm beginning to cryAnd all you can do is absorb my tears when I do not say bye byeYou're so goodYou are mineI'm so badWhen I don't shineYou're so fine out of timeYou're so cruel to this foolI wanna talk but all is blocked and I just don't know every what to sayAnd every night I'm dreaming, dreaming
