Half A Life
Cars move slowly down
Where you walk
And the cool blue cars
Where the world gets old
And i hear their lies
Blowing through my teeth
And at my back
I can feel you breathe
Talk is cheap like
When money talks
And you sound too much
Like you've seen it all
And i fall down drunk
With my eyes so tired
On my clean white sheets
And my eyes go blind
And i hurt to be you
And i hurt to be you
There for no one
There for change
No good reason
No one came
Half a life
Cars move slowly down
Where you walk
And the cool blue cars
Where the world gets old
And i hear their lies
Blowing through my teeth
And at my back
I can feel you breathe
And i hurt to be you
And i hurt to be you
There for no one
There for change
No good reason
No one came
Half a life
Writer/s: Richard Butler / Tim Butler
