Taking Back Sunday - El Paso Lyrics
Cradle the sound, caller speak through your teethI was up and awayI've never known what to thinkWhat I wanted to know, where did god swayAnd if the silence was gold, gold, goldWhen you got your wayYou'll never give what you get, noYou'll never give what you get, noYou'll never give what you get, noYou'll never give what you getMy eyes got sore, oh, those perverts are sickI have the truth on my tongueHadn't know until whenWhat I wanted to know, whether god was awayCause I was there as you, you playAnd you, you fools, you look all the sameYou'll never give what you get, noYou'll never give what you get, noYou'll never give what you get, noYou'll never give what you get, noYou'll never get what youYou all look the sameYou'll never give what you getYou'll never give what you getYou all look the sameYou'll never get what you wantYou'll never want what you getYou all look the sameJust do your best to forgetJust do your best to forgetYou all look the sameYou got your way, you got awayWhen god, he was awayYou got your way, you got awayWhen god, he was awayYou got your way, you got awayWhen god, he was awayYou got your way, you got awayWhen god, he was awayYou'll never give what you get, noYou'll never give what you get, noYou'll never give what you get, noYou'll never give what you get, noYou'll never give what you get, noYou'll never give what you get, noJust do your best to forgetJust do your best to forgetDo your best to forget
