Running Out Of Ink

Running Out Of Ink Lyrics

Song Running Out Of Ink
Artist Barenaked Ladies
Album Barenaked Ladies Are Men
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作词 : Page, Robertson
I stopped into a club
I thought
I'd see a show
Everyone was there
At least everyone
I know Their knickers in a knot
Their hands upon their heart
The best they'd ever seen
The greatest work of art
I wished that it was me....
It's bleaker than you think
I'm running out of ink
Give a guy a break
This is what it takes
To drive a man to drink
A party at a friend's
Toronto's coolest scene
I thought
I'd bring a tape
To show them where
I'd been And listen for a while
The lyrics made them smile
They said that it was fine
Although it's not the style
I said it wasn't me
Once upon a time
I couldn't get enough
Until I made it big
And that's when it got rough
Dissapointed now
Perhaps a bit surprised
To look them in the face
And see it in their eyes
They wish it wasn't me
It's bleaker than you think
I'm running out of ink
Give a guy a break
This is what it takes
To drive a man to drink
I used to hold you close
You used to tell me things
You never told a soul
Until you heard me sing
The details of your life
Condensed into a song
The neighbor and his wife
Work out and sing along
And you can't look at me
It's bleaker than you think
I'm running out of ink
Give a guy a break
This is what it takes
To drive a man to drink
Could song be an alibi
A lyric replacement for falling in love
But now that the well is dry
I can't understand what
I've been singing of...
Do you know what it is to love?
To really love?
To really love....
Do I? I cycled by your house
I saw you on the lawn
I see you all the time
Now that you are gone
I tried to call your name
But something made me stop
I call you once a day
Until you call the cops
And told them it was me
I filled a plastic bag with everything
I wrote I threw it off a bridge and thought that it would float.
The water made it sink the bag was bleeding ink.
I wished that
I could swim
I wished that
I could drink
I wished that it was me.
It's bleaker than you think
I'm running out of ink
Give a guy a break
This is what it takes
To drive a man to drink
I'm running out of ink
Give a guy a break
This is what it takes
To drive a man to drink
To drive a man to drink
To drive a man to drink
zuo ci : Page, Robertson
I stopped into a club
I thought
I' d see a show
Everyone was there
At least everyone
I know Their knickers in a knot
Their hands upon their heart
The best they' d ever seen
The greatest work of art
I wished that it was me....
It' s bleaker than you think
I' m running out of ink
Give a guy a break
This is what it takes
To drive a man to drink
A party at a friend' s
Toronto' s coolest scene
I thought
I' d bring a tape
To show them where
I' d been And listen for a while
The lyrics made them smile
They said that it was fine
Although it' s not the style
I said it wasn' t me
Once upon a time
I couldn' t get enough
Until I made it big
And that' s when it got rough
Dissapointed now
Perhaps a bit surprised
To look them in the face
And see it in their eyes
They wish it wasn' t me
It' s bleaker than you think
I' m running out of ink
Give a guy a break
This is what it takes
To drive a man to drink
I used to hold you close
You used to tell me things
You never told a soul
Until you heard me sing
The details of your life
Condensed into a song
The neighbor and his wife
Work out and sing along
And you can' t look at me
It' s bleaker than you think
I' m running out of ink
Give a guy a break
This is what it takes
To drive a man to drink
Could song be an alibi
A lyric replacement for falling in love
But now that the well is dry
I can' t understand what
I' ve been singing of...
Do you know what it is to love?
To really love?
To really love....
Do I? I cycled by your house
I saw you on the lawn
I see you all the time
Now that you are gone
I tried to call your name
But something made me stop
I call you once a day
Until you call the cops
And told them it was me
I filled a plastic bag with everything
I wrote I threw it off a bridge and thought that it would float.
The water made it sink the bag was bleeding ink.
I wished that
I could swim
I wished that
I could drink
I wished that it was me.
It' s bleaker than you think
I' m running out of ink
Give a guy a break
This is what it takes
To drive a man to drink
I' m running out of ink
Give a guy a break
This is what it takes
To drive a man to drink
To drive a man to drink
To drive a man to drink
zuò cí : Page, Robertson
I stopped into a club
I thought
I' d see a show
Everyone was there
At least everyone
I know Their knickers in a knot
Their hands upon their heart
The best they' d ever seen
The greatest work of art
I wished that it was me....
It' s bleaker than you think
I' m running out of ink
Give a guy a break
This is what it takes
To drive a man to drink
A party at a friend' s
Toronto' s coolest scene
I thought
I' d bring a tape
To show them where
I' d been And listen for a while
The lyrics made them smile
They said that it was fine
Although it' s not the style
I said it wasn' t me
Once upon a time
I couldn' t get enough
Until I made it big
And that' s when it got rough
Dissapointed now
Perhaps a bit surprised
To look them in the face
And see it in their eyes
They wish it wasn' t me
It' s bleaker than you think
I' m running out of ink
Give a guy a break
This is what it takes
To drive a man to drink
I used to hold you close
You used to tell me things
You never told a soul
Until you heard me sing
The details of your life
Condensed into a song
The neighbor and his wife
Work out and sing along
And you can' t look at me
It' s bleaker than you think
I' m running out of ink
Give a guy a break
This is what it takes
To drive a man to drink
Could song be an alibi
A lyric replacement for falling in love
But now that the well is dry
I can' t understand what
I' ve been singing of...
Do you know what it is to love?
To really love?
To really love....
Do I? I cycled by your house
I saw you on the lawn
I see you all the time
Now that you are gone
I tried to call your name
But something made me stop
I call you once a day
Until you call the cops
And told them it was me
I filled a plastic bag with everything
I wrote I threw it off a bridge and thought that it would float.
The water made it sink the bag was bleeding ink.
I wished that
I could swim
I wished that
I could drink
I wished that it was me.
It' s bleaker than you think
I' m running out of ink
Give a guy a break
This is what it takes
To drive a man to drink
I' m running out of ink
Give a guy a break
This is what it takes
To drive a man to drink
To drive a man to drink
To drive a man to drink
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