Sangtekst: The Killers. Replaceable.
pick you up
later on
what to do?
it doesn't matter 'cause you get
what you want
through and through and if you shatter everything
that we've got
will you call me on occasion
if you like it or not, oh no
so turn it up, take me down
from the wall, it doesn't matter
'cause you get what you want after all
and now you've shattered everything that we had
and you call me on occasion just to see how I am
I'm hanging in
but now time teaches me to pretend it doesn't matter
'cause you get what you want in the end
and now you've shattered everything
he looks a bit like me
replaceable
it's cynical
call me useless; just you wait
put me down and call it fate
broken bridges, wasted hate
so just stand beside your man
the boy ain't wrong
act like I never turned you on
all I do is cry
and soon you'll find you're all alone
you call me on the telephone
who'd have thought that you'd regret
all those evil things you said
now as friends, we say goodbye
I think there's something in my eye
replaceable
it's cynical
call me useless; just you wait
put me down and call it fate
broken bridges, wasted hate
so just stand beside your man
The boy ain't wrong
act like i never turned you on
all I do is cry
and you watched me die
at least a thousand times
but it's great to hear you're doing fine
tonight, too late to fight
but you've got inside this naive head of mine
now time goes by
you knew you would
you knew you would
I need to understand
replaceable
later on
what to do?
it doesn't matter 'cause you get
what you want
through and through and if you shatter everything
that we've got
will you call me on occasion
if you like it or not, oh no
so turn it up, take me down
from the wall, it doesn't matter
'cause you get what you want after all
and now you've shattered everything that we had
and you call me on occasion just to see how I am
I'm hanging in
but now time teaches me to pretend it doesn't matter
'cause you get what you want in the end
and now you've shattered everything
he looks a bit like me
replaceable
it's cynical
call me useless; just you wait
put me down and call it fate
broken bridges, wasted hate
so just stand beside your man
the boy ain't wrong
act like I never turned you on
all I do is cry
and soon you'll find you're all alone
you call me on the telephone
who'd have thought that you'd regret
all those evil things you said
now as friends, we say goodbye
I think there's something in my eye
replaceable
it's cynical
call me useless; just you wait
put me down and call it fate
broken bridges, wasted hate
so just stand beside your man
The boy ain't wrong
act like i never turned you on
all I do is cry
and you watched me die
at least a thousand times
but it's great to hear you're doing fine
tonight, too late to fight
but you've got inside this naive head of mine
now time goes by
you knew you would
you knew you would
I need to understand
replaceable
Killers (The)
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