Shelf Life — текст песни (Seven Mary Three)

Words keep falling from my mouth,

Trying just to slow them down.

Keep on spilling around,

Saying, why do you hurt me?

And if anger is my gift,

The only gift Im fit to bring,

Then put me on your shelf,

See the winter in me.



(chorus)

If its the only gift Im fit to give,

Then put me on your shelf,

I dont want to live.



Whats in that suitcase?

A picture and a name.

Brought here from someplace,

Not brought here to stay.

She picks up the pieces,

Puts down the phone.

Yes babys not speaking to her angel anymore, no.



(c)

If its the only gift Im fit to give,

Then put me on your shelf,

I dont want to live.

If its the only gift Im fit to give,

Then put me on your shelf,

I dont want to live, this way, this way, my love,

This way, this way, my love.



All of my actions

Of no consequence of you.

My love and affection just doesnt know what to do...



How can I love anyone else,

When I cant trust my...