Round The Floor Lyrics — Paul Weller
Album: Fat Pop
Round The Floor by Paul Weller
Bottle tops, half empty slopsAh, there she goes my friend
Another ship, you've run adrift
Too cold to care... or not?
He says – I ain't gonna eat my heart out anymore
Drag myself all bloody round the floor
Looking for the man I used to be
Windy skies, thru cloudy eyes
It's safe to leave, its dark outside
Been bad all day
Couldn't leave my hay
I don't know why – I'm ill all the time
He says – I ain't gonna eat my heart out anymore
Drag myself all bloody round the floor
Looking for the man I used to be
I used to think I'm something special
It took so long to see I'm not
He says – I ain't gonna cry my heart out anymore
There's somethings in life I can't ignore
Waiting for the man that I could be
In this life, we live and die
A hundred times or more
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