Little queen beware, fashion tempers flare,
and they light up with a brilliant glare
page after page, after page, after page,
after page.
A hollow vase only costs ten pounds
but an empty vessel makes the loudest sound,
and you have to get heard in this loudest of towns-
or go under.
We don't care if you can't pay,
we don't care what you've got to say,
we don't hear when you cry out-
Our smiles are hollowed out.
Let's talk about me.
(Vamos a hablar de ti)
Let's talk about me.
(Vamos a hablar de ti)
The people look like ghouls in the neon light,
get the big city blues every single night.
World gone crazy? It was never sane- not now,
not ever.
Bars full of couples not talking to each other,
seeking solitude in the company of others.
"We're not in love- we just can't resist each other
at playtime.
We don't care if you can't pay,
we don't care what you've got to say,
we don't hear when you cry out-
Our smiles are hollowed out.
Let's talk about me.
(Vamos a hablar de mi)
Let's talk about me.
(Vamos a hablar de ti)
Let's talk about me.
(Vamos a hablar, hablar, hablar)
Let's talk about me.
(solo)
We don't care if you can't pay,
we don't care what you've got to say,
we don't hear when you cry out-
Our smiles are hollowed out.
Let's talk about me.
Let's talk about me.
Oh, let's talk about me, me, me, me, me, me.
Oh (Vamos a hablar de mi)
Let's talk about me.
(Vamos a hablar, hablar
Vamos a hablar de mi
Vamos a hablar, hablar, hablar
Vamos a hablar de mi
Vamos a hablar de mi)
--->> Enrique Morano emorano@hotmail.com <<---patches of happiness, red fades into blue
glimpses of loneliness, what more can I do?
waiting for winter to melt into spring
waiting for you to let me back in
I don't want to be, I don't want to be, I don't want to be here on my own
I don't want to be, I don't want to be, I don't want to be left here alone on my own
with patches of happiness, blue colours the day
glimpses of hopelessness, what more can I say?
waiting for summer to fall into fall
waiting for it to be how it was before
I don't want to hear, I don't want to hear, I don't want to hear another word
I don't want to hear, I don't want to hear, I don't want to hear of lessons learned, not a word
patches of happiness, that's all that's left
glimpses of emptiness, you took the rest
waiting for winter to melt into spring, waiting for you to
let me back, let me back, let me back in
I don't want to be, I don't want to be, I don't want to be here on my own
I don't want to be, I don't want to be, I don't want to be left here alone on my own
I don't want to hear, I don't want to hear, I don't want to hear another word
I don't want to hear, I don't want to hear, I don't want to hear of lessons learned
patches
patches of happiness