Buckets Full of Hope (Song)

I gotta face the truth
I’m wasting all my youth
In you... alone.
No matter how I try
I’ll never catch your eye
For real... not just on loan.
And though you’ve never meant to play with me,
I’m in too deep, I can’t afford to see.
This fool, believes he’ll break the rules.
One day I strayed off my path,
And on my way I met your face,
You do the math.
I played stupid,
Told you I was lost.
"Where's the subway?"
"Do you know how much it costs?"
I bummed a smoke,
I bummed a smoke,
I asked for tips,
I stared intently at your lips
And got your phone.
It's been 3 years
And I'm still alone.
And though you've always been a friend to me
I'm in too deep I can't afford to see.
This fool believes he'll break the rules.
And I set a trap,
I planned my battle
On a table full of maps,
I did research on the things you like,
And waited for the proper time to strike.
I stole some kisses here and there.
The further action led nowhere,
Nowhere at all,
Now I bang
My head against the wall.
And though you’ve never meant to play with me,
I’m in too deep, I can’t afford to see
This fool, believes he’ll break the rules.
Like a fool, I float
And with buckets full of hope I bail out this boat.
After years and years of "cut" and "paste",
Of lame attempts to cater to your taste,
I’ve more than reached the time to quit,
To pack my bags and flee this pit,
And end this dance.
Yet I’m here,
Cause I still see a distant chance.
And though you’ve always been a friend to me
And I set a trap,
I planned my battle
On a table full of maps,
I did research on the things you like,
And waited for the proper time to strike.
I stole some kisses here and there.
The further action led nowhere,
Nowhere at all,
Now I bang
My head against the wall.
And though you’ve never meant to play with me,
I’m in too deep, I can’t afford to see
This fool, believes he’ll break the rules.
Like a fool, I float
And with buckets full of hope I bail out this boat.
After years and years of "cut" and "paste",
Of lame attempts to cater to your taste,
I’ve more than reached the time to quit,
To pack my bags and flee this pit,
And end this dance.
Yet I’m here,
Cause I still see a distant chance.
And though you’ve always been a friend to me
These blurry boundaries make it hard to see.
This fool still thinks he MIGHT bend the rules.
This fool still thinks he MIGHT bend the rules.
4 comentarios
Gadosfero -
Te deseo felices fiestas, sólo espero qe no tengas una religión extraña que celebra cada medio siglo el año nuevo.
Saludos
Lucifer -
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