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Testo Sad Girls
Testo Sad Girls
Hotels, midnight
Blue dress, black tights
Sad girls, red lights
White lies, red wine
You can't jump out of the car right now
If it's too damn far to walk alone
His hand on the wheel while the rain comes down And you don't have a cigarette to smoke
In a way he says he's sorry
Makes you feel so small
So small
Tears fall, closed eyes
One kiss, goodbyes
You tell youself you gonna be alright
White lies, red wine
You can't jump out of the car right now
If it's too damn far to walk alone
His hand on the wheel while the rain comes down
And you don't have a cigarette to smoke
In a way he says he's sorry Makes you feel so small
Small enough to get out from under
Lonely love, do wanna find something better
If it were a movie, the music would swell
And you'd slam the door and tell him to go to hell
But you won't, 'cause it's not
You can't jump out of the car right now
If it's too damn far to walk alone
His hand on the wheel while the rain comes down
And you don't have a cigarette to smoke
In a way he says he's sorry
Makes you feel so small
So small
Hotels, midnight
Blue dress, black tights
Blue dress, black tights
Sad girls, red lights
White lies, red wine
You can't jump out of the car right now
If it's too damn far to walk alone
His hand on the wheel while the rain comes down And you don't have a cigarette to smoke
In a way he says he's sorry
Makes you feel so small
So small
Tears fall, closed eyes
One kiss, goodbyes
You tell youself you gonna be alright
White lies, red wine
You can't jump out of the car right now
If it's too damn far to walk alone
His hand on the wheel while the rain comes down
And you don't have a cigarette to smoke
In a way he says he's sorry Makes you feel so small
Small enough to get out from under
Lonely love, do wanna find something better
If it were a movie, the music would swell
And you'd slam the door and tell him to go to hell
But you won't, 'cause it's not
You can't jump out of the car right now
If it's too damn far to walk alone
His hand on the wheel while the rain comes down
And you don't have a cigarette to smoke
In a way he says he's sorry
Makes you feel so small
So small
Hotels, midnight
Blue dress, black tights
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