Throwing Stones (Album Version)
Paula Cole"Throwing Stones (Album Version)" ist ein Song von Paula Cole, 1996, Pop. Der Song dauert 3:34, 60 lines / 340 words.
Songtext
0:00So call me a b**ch in heat and
0:04I'll call you a liar
0:07And we'll throw stones until we're dead
0:25There you go again you cut me off from talkin'
0:28You bask in the glory
0:30The center of the circle
0:31All the friends think you're a comedian
0:34So kind and generous
0:36And i am suffering
0:39Away from here
0:41I wanna be
0:42Away from here
0:46Away from here
0:49Away from every little thing
0:52Every little thing
0:54I used to love your every little every little thing
0:58So call me a b**ch in heat and
1:01I'll call you a liar
1:05And we'll throw stones until we're dead
1:15You're the puppeteer and i'm the puppet
1:18You manipulate me with your real catholic sh*t
1:21Everytime i try to talk it through
1:24You turn it around and make it suffer
1:27Like david and goliath
1:29Away from here
1:31I wanna be
1:32Away from here
1:36Away from here
1:39Away from every little thing
1:42Every little thing
1:44I used to love your every little every little thing
1:48Now you call me a b**ch in heat and
1:50I'll call you a liar
1:55And we'll throw stones until we're dead
2:04Your arms beneath me
2:06Your lying inside me
2:07I used to love your every little every little thing
2:11Your eyes grew stars
2:13Your hand in my purse
2:14And now i hate your every little everything all day
2:18Oh mama
2:21I didn't know life was this hard
2:29Oh mama
2:32My innocence has been tarred
2:39My inner vision dulled and darkened
2:42I keep myself away to you
2:45I f**k my sorrow humbly
2:49And throw my crown upon the ground
2:52It's you i hope for
2:54And us i pray for
2:56And me that i believed that was wrong
2:59And now my anger is my best friend
3:03Be careful i may bite your head off
3:12Liar
3:17So call me a b**ch in heat and
3:20I'll you a motherf**ker
3:24And we'll throw stones until we're dead
3:27So call me a b**ch in heat and
3:31I'll you a motherf**ker
3:34And we'll throw stones until we're dead
So call me a b**ch in heat and I'll call you a liar And we'll throw stones until we're dead There you go again you cut me off from talkin' You bask in the glory The center of the circle All the friends think you're a comedian So kind and generous And i am suffering Away from here I wanna be Away from here Away from here Away from every little thing Every little thing I used to love your every little every little thing So call me a b**ch in heat and I'll call you a liar And we'll throw stones until we're dead You're the puppeteer and i'm the puppet You manipulate me with your real catholic sh*t Everytime i try to talk it through You turn it around and make it suffer Like david and goliath Away from here I wanna be Away from here Away from here Away from every little thing Every little thing I used to love your every little every little thing Now you call me a b**ch in heat and I'll call you a liar And we'll throw stones until we're dead Your arms beneath me Your lying inside me I used to love your every little every little thing Your eyes grew stars Your hand in my purse And now i hate your every little everything all day Oh mama I didn't know life was this hard Oh mama My innocence has been tarred My inner vision dulled and darkened I keep myself away to you I f**k my sorrow humbly And throw my crown upon the ground It's you i hope for And us i pray for And me that i believed that was wrong And now my anger is my best friend Be careful i may bite your head off Liar So call me a b**ch in heat and I'll you a motherf**ker And we'll throw stones until we're dead So call me a b**ch in heat and I'll you a motherf**ker And we'll throw stones until we're dead
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