Текст песни Shirtsleeves

Words fail her
Why bother trying to pass off your offense as a good defense? he says,
"Please don't treat me like a lawyer sweetie...
there will be time for shouting matches."

So he writes - last option.
Keeps him cornered in
The need for more stays pressing,
but he can't force the pen
For every blot of ink a word is lost... pierced skin/new melody
and if these lines stay blank... they'll lead to no where

She starves for attention
he has hungry mouths to feed
Dietary habits seen [to her]
as born of apathy
She starves for attention
he has hungry mouths to feed
Emaciated, both will dream
of times they felt less empty

Under his breath:
"Like guests and presidents,
his words were not welcome where they could not stay."
Their arguments plotted concentric circlesRecieving End Of Sirens, The - Shirtsleeves - http://ru.motolyrics.com/recieving-end-of-sirens-the/shirtsleeves-lyrics.html
ending up bulls-eyes over his ribcage.

He starves for attention
she has hungry mouths to feed
Dietary habits seen [to him]
as born of apathy
He starves for attention
she has hungry mouths to feed
Emaciated, both will dream
of times they felt less empty

I need to believe in these dripping organs sutured to my sleeves
I want to scream with every dream [out loud] you'd never dare to breath
Two-four.two-four, I can't breathe
Two-four two-four. (I cannot breathe.)

She starves for attention
he has hungry mouths to feed
Dietary habits seen [to her]
as born of apathy
She starves for attention
he has hungry mouths to feed
Emaciated, both will dream
of times they felt less empty