ToLetras - Letras para cada momento.

MY LIBRARY

Recent Saved Album Artists

trashed exes

de of Montreal

The problem is a different girl, an Athenian beach­goth
We have so much to live for but living is not one of your talents
You you were just slumming it with me, you faked it, I was your slum
Now I can't even talk to you, easy rider see whatcha done done

Gabrielle, I met the plague of you, l'appel du vide of your trashed exes
I felt like Antonin Artaud because I refused to cry
I saw our withering and thought how romantic
I saw our withering and thought I'm glad
Did you really try to love me?
That doesn't sound like you
No, not you

Now that I am dispossessed I feel almost happy
Happy that I no longer have to be the prey of your syndrome
I do miss the corybantic wilds of our furious and awful love
I was ready to share everything oh honey what was I thinking of?

Gabrielle, I met the plague of you, I met the plague
I felt like Antonin Artaud because I refused to cry
I saw our withering and thought nothing tragic
I saw our withering and thought good, I'm glad
Did I really try to love you?

Gabrielle, I met the plague of you, l'appel du vide of your trashed exes
I felt like Antonin Artaud because I refused to cry
I saw our withering and thought how romantic
I saw our withering and thought I'm glad
Did you really try to love me?
That doesn't sound like you
No, not you

Más canciones de of Montreal