Debs Night Out
Don't tell me where you've been
'cause I know just where you've been
The truths you tell are few and far between
Nodding off in front of me does not provoke my sympathy
You better get yourself a new line
'cause that shit just ain't worth selling
And it goes...
Pain, pain, wash away
It hurts so much to watch you play
Dream, dream, stay with me
Tell me another story
Don't think I'm taken in
I don't think it's turning out the way you planned it
I'm not yours to plan with
And I pray for the rain, maybe
And I pray for the rain -
To wash you far away
Noche de Debs
No me digas dónde has estado
porque sé exactamente dónde has estado
Las verdades que dices son pocas y distantes
Cayendo dormido frente a mí no provoca mi simpatía
Más te vale conseguirte una nueva historia
porque esa mierda simplemente no vale la pena vender
Y así va...
Dolor, dolor, lávate
Duele tanto ver cómo juegas
Sueño, sueño, quédate conmigo
Cuéntame otra historia
No creas que me engañas
No creo que esté saliendo como lo planeaste
No soy tuyo para planear
Y rezo por la lluvia, tal vez
Y rezo por la lluvia -
Para alejarte lejos