There's a story hiding beneath all the tension here.
And the truth sliding 'neath the words may reveal our fear.
Can we stop the time from ticking,
so that the truth can get a lick in?
Am I cold? Are you right? Will this end in tears?
There's a language speaking to me, every time you move.
It won't say, after the storm, will I win, will I lose?
Do I want to get this over,
or let it last and keep you near?
Am I cold? Are you right? Will this end in tears?
All the bottles are already empty,
the cigarettes burned to their core.
Can't find a tear, my eyes have dried.
Just tell me where will you lay your head tonight? There's
an answer under your lips, if only they'd speak. But I can't
ask the question until our honest eyes meet. If we're
through, please give me back
all my tender years.
Am I cold? Are you right? Will this end in tears?
The Belleville Outfit - Will This End In Tears Lyrics
The Belleville Outfit - Will This End In Tears Lyrics
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There's a story hiding beneath all the tension here.
And the truth sliding 'neath the words may reveal our fear.
Can we stop the time from ticking,
so that the truth can get a lick in?
Am I cold? Are you right? Will this end in tears?
There's a language speaking to me, every time you move.
It won't say, after the storm, will I win, will I lose?
Do I want to get this over,
or let it last and keep you near?
Am I cold? Are you right? Will this end in tears?
All the bottles are already empty,
the cigarettes burned to their core.
Can't find a tear, my eyes have dried.
Just tell me where will you lay your head tonight? There's
an answer under your lips, if only they'd speak. But I can't
ask the question until our honest eyes meet. If we're
through, please give me back
all my tender years.
Am I cold? Are you right? Will this end in tears?
And the truth sliding 'neath the words may reveal our fear.
Can we stop the time from ticking,
so that the truth can get a lick in?
Am I cold? Are you right? Will this end in tears?
There's a language speaking to me, every time you move.
It won't say, after the storm, will I win, will I lose?
Do I want to get this over,
or let it last and keep you near?
Am I cold? Are you right? Will this end in tears?
All the bottles are already empty,
the cigarettes burned to their core.
Can't find a tear, my eyes have dried.
Just tell me where will you lay your head tonight? There's
an answer under your lips, if only they'd speak. But I can't
ask the question until our honest eyes meet. If we're
through, please give me back
all my tender years.
Am I cold? Are you right? Will this end in tears?