Charades
Little lady I guess you've got my number
I claim I've seen the light but still I'm struck with wonder
I keep hanging on hoping one day you'll love me
As my addiction grows you don't seem so lovely
Now it don't matter what I say
Your brightest shade is always grey
You make today like yesterday with your charades
Oh your charades
I had to get back on and put my heart into motion
I swear to god I could stop if I took the notion
I hole up in a cave and treat it like a temple
Lies echo off the wall complicate the simple
Now it don't matter what I say
Your brightest shade is always grey
You make today like yesterday with your charades
Oh your charades
Now it don't matter what I say
Your brightest shade is always grey
You make today like yesterday with your charades
Why's today like yesterday? It's those charades
You make today like yesterday with your charades
Oh your charades
Writer/s: Jerry Castle, Mando Saenz, Chad Brown
