Jump to content
Trinity

Tired of Singing the Blues

Recommended Posts

You know sometimes I think God's playing a little game with me

Looking down from Heaven, laughing, trying to see how much I can take

Because the way things go, it's like a joke

Nobody's had more shots at the moon and missed than me

 

It's like I got my life stuck, stuck on rewind

Tryin' to make something of myself, life's got something else in mind

I'm fighting a losing game and I'm biding my time

You won't be my man, do I understand?

 

No, stop

I don't wanna hear another word about your why not's, I bought

Your bullshit all before and now you're trying to sell me more, babe

 

A man who makes a beast out of himself got nothing to lose

Sold my soul long ago, nothing left to choose

I'm tired, tired of singing the blues

I'm tired, ah

 

I'm walking down the streets, you wouldn't know what I was thinking

It's just another white girl day, hey, ribbons in my hair and I am sinking down

A double life, a sordid past and I am drinking now

I want to be bad, you say you were glad to see me

 

Shut up

I don't wanna know another thing you think you know about me

I'm not who you think I am, smiling but I ain't happy

 

A man who makes a beast out of himself got nothing to lose

Sold my soul long ago, nothing I can choose

I'm tired, tired of singing the blues

I'm tired, ah

 

Oh, my [super God/soul forgot], I can't turn off

My mind is like a ticking time bomb

Trying to kill me from inside

Haunting me day and night

Is there no remedy for memory?

 

I've felt this way before, I've known the depths of utter desperation

My boyfriend says I'm like an old movie star, with loneliness as my occupation

I know that he's right, but I don't care tonight

I want to be bad, I want to be bad

 

I can't stop

I keep running 'round the same town, knocking you down

I'm fucked

How can I get out when there's no where to go for miles around?

 

A man who makes a beast out of himself got nothing to lose

Sold my soul long ago, nothing I can choose

I'm tired, tired of singing the blues

I'm tired, ah!

 

Ah, ah, ah

Ah, ah, ah

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites

Shit, you beat me. I got this:

 

You know, sometimes I think God’s playing a little game with me

Looking down from Heaven, laughing, trying to see how much I can take

Because the way things go, it’s like a joke

Nobody’s had more shots than me, more missed than me

 

It’s like I got my life stuck, stuck on rewind

Tried to make something of myself, life’s got something else in mind

I’m fighting a losing game and I’m biding my time

You won’t be my man, do I understand?

 

No, stop!

I don’t wanna hear another word about you

Why not stop by?

You bullshit all before now you’re trying to sell me more, babe

 

A man who makes a beast out of himself got nothing to lose

Sold my soul long ago with nothing left to choose

I’m tired, tired of singing the blues

I’m tired

 

Walking down the streets you wouldn’t know what I was thinking

It’s just another white-girl day, hey, ribbons in my hair and I am sinking down

A double life, a sordid past, and I am drinking now

I want to be bad, you say you were glad to see me

 

Shut up!

I don’t wanna know another thing you think you know about me

I’m not who you think I am

Smiling but I ain’t happy

 

A man who makes a beast out of himself got nothing to lose

Sold my soul long ago with nothing I can choose

I’m tired, tired of singing the blues

I’m tired

 

??? super gone, I can’t turn off

My mind is like a ticking time-bomb

Trying to kill me from inside

Honey, and day and night

Is there no remedy for memory?

 

I’ve felt this way before, I’ve known the depths of ??? desperation

My boyfriend says I’m like an old movie star, with loneliness as my occupation

I know that he’s right but I don’t care tonight

I want to be bad, I want to be bad

 

I can’t stop

I keep running ‘round the same town, knocking you down

I’m fucked

How can I get out when there’s nowhere to go for miles around?

 

A man who makes a beast out of himself got nothing to lose

Sold my soul long ago with nothing left to choose

I’m tired, tired of singing the blues

I’m tired

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites

Oh, my super God.

I've known the depths of utter desperation.

 

"I don't wanna hear another word about your 'why not?'s. I bought, you pushed it all before and now you're trying to sell me more, babe."


X----into me, into you----X

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites

Oh, my super God.

I've known the depths of utter desperation.

 

"I don't wanna hear another word about your 'why not?'s. I bought, you pushed it all before and now you're trying to sell me more, babe."

That's it. Thanks! They're complete now.

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites

Oh, my super God.

I've known the depths of utter desperation.

 

"I don't wanna hear another word about your 'why not?'s. I bought, you pushed it all before and now you're trying to sell me more, babe."

 

Thanks! I still hear "bullshit", though, which also works. "I bought your bullshit all before."

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites

 

You know sometimes I think God's playing a little game with me
Looking down from Heaven, laughing, trying to see how much I can take
Because the way things go, it's like a joke
Nobody's had more shots at the moon that missed than me
 
It's like I got my life stuck, stuck on rewind
Tryin' to make something of myself, life's got something else in mind
I'm fighting a losing game and I'm biting my tongue
You won't be my man, do I understand?
 
No, stop
I don't wanna hear another word about your why not's I bought
You pushed it all before and now you're trying to sell me more, babe
 
A man who makes a beast out of himself got nothing to lose
Sold my soul long ago, nothing left to choose
I'm tired, tired of singing the blues
I'm tired, ah
 
I'm walking down the streets, you wouldn't know what I was thinking
It's just another white girl day, hey, ribbons in my hair and I am sinking down
A double life, a sorted past and I am drinking now
I want to be bad, you say you were glad to see me
 
Shut up
I don't wanna know another thing you think you know about me
I'm not who you think I am, smiling but I ain't happy
 
A man who makes a beast out of himself got nothing to lose
Sold my soul long ago, nothing I can choose
I'm tired, tired of singing the blues
I'm tired, ah
 
Oh, my super God, I can't turn off
My mind is like a ticking time bomb
Trying to kill me from inside
Hunting me day and night
Is there no remedy for memory?
 
I've felt this way before, I've known the depths of utter desperation
My boyfriend says I'm like an old movie star, with loneliness as my occupation
I know that he's right, but I don't care tonight
I want to be bad, I want to be bad
 
I can't stop
I keep running 'round the same town, knocking you down
I'm fucked
How can I get out when there's no one where to go for miles around?
 
A man who makes a beast out of himself got nothing to lose
Sold my soul long ago, nothing I can choose
I'm tired, tired of singing the blues
I'm tired, ah!
 
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah

 

 

I think she says haunting rather than hunting and the second one is just a mistake. :P

What about that "nobody's had more shots" line? What do you guys hear?

 

"Nobody's had more shots at the moon and missed than me".

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites

I think she says haunting rather than hunting and the second one is just a mistake. :P

 

"Nobody's had more shots at the moon and missed than me".

Thank you! It's definitely haunting, I was just taking that line from the leak blog and I didn't even realize that mistake :P And yeah, I thought it was "at the moon" but I wasn't sure!

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites

You know sometimes I think God's playing a little game with me. Looking down from Heaven, laughing, trying to see how much I can take. Because the way things go, it's like a joke. Nobody's had more shots at the moon and missed than me :icant:

 

Me after hawaiiantropicdark went into retirement.

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites

You know sometimes I think God's playing a little game with me. Looking down from Heaven, laughing, trying to see how much I can take. Because the way things go, it's like a joke. Nobody's had more shots at the moon and missed than me :icant:

These lyrics are everything


Long hair, Lana that's my bitch

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
I'm walking down the streets, you wouldn't know what I was thinking
It's just another white girl day, hey, ribbons in my hair and I am sinking down
A double life, a sorted past and I am drinking now
I want to be bad, you say you were glad to see me

 

I think it's "A double life, a sordid past and I am drinking now". :P

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites

I think it's "A double life, a sordid past and I am drinking now". :P

Ah, okay. I've never even heard that word before but I looked it up and it makes a lot more sense than sorted! Thanks :)

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites

Join the conversation

You can post now and register later. If you have an account, sign in now to post with your account.

Guest
Reply to this topic...

×   Pasted as rich text.   Paste as plain text instead

  Only 75 emoji are allowed.

×   Your link has been automatically embedded.   Display as a link instead

×   Your previous content has been restored.   Clear editor

×   You cannot paste images directly. Upload or insert images from URL.


  • Recently Browsing   0 members

    No registered users viewing this page.

×
×
  • Create New...