Kites And Paper Trees - Kitchen

I still don't know why it's so complicated
And I guess I never will
Those feelings I had
They all have faded
Maybe they just weren't real

And I fall apart every weekend
Trying to make sense of it all
I sit alone and smoke in my kitchen
Knowing damn well you won't answer my call

I no longer want to make arrangements
Because nothing ever works out
Two lonely hearts
Two lonely strangers
And those words I kept inside my mouth
And I fall apart every weekend
Trying to make sense of it all
I sit alone and smoke in my kitchen
Knowing damn well you won't answer my call

Written by:
Aleksandr Merkulov

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Lyrics © Broma 16

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