Broken Bells - The Ghost Inside

LRC by lzh, from jiangxi pingxiang






She sold her love to a modern man

Cause solid currency's the hardest to love

All other modern hels you cover your eye

Don't let the lady finger blow in your hat

Di-da

Feel like a daughter

She's like a star tonight

Without warning

She gave up

The ghost inside

Just like a whiskey bottle drained on the floor

She got no future, just a love to endure

This gives some matter to shaking her hide

'Too late to leave him' are the songs in her car

Di-di-da

They call it chivalry

Never pull a punch for free

You ever wonder why it had to move on

This phony article

That put you on the floor

A double standard

You envoke when you want

Was it all for show?

To turn into all of them

Turning a page

Trust me darlin'

I'm carving 'em up through the dust in your town

Crawling over rubble just to sound me out

Tend to wonder why?