Текст песни 17 Hours

Hands on her shoulders
Hair down her back
Lying to her lover at home
Making no money
Far away
17 hours of flying

And words hurt when you wait too long
Words hurt when she's in your arms

But in my anger
I'm a fire
And in his arms she was
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And keep me open
On the table
I am broken, I'm broke
In his arms like her
And I am honest
Like my mother
You left me naked, I burn
In his arms like her

Where he sleeps and where she fell
Where he sleeps and where she fell
Where he sleeps and where she fell
Where he sleeps and where she fell