"Sorry Eyes" lyrics

"Sorry Eyes"

Show me how blooming you are now
Please give me some news from paradise
Show me how free you're feeling now
I guess that I was just a parasite
But there's something weird about your smile
It's like your eyes are paralyzed
If you wanna make me buy that you're so glad
You better have a lot of spare lies

You won't make me cry with your sorry eyes
You won't make me cry with your sorry eyes
You won't make me cry with your sorry eyes
You won't make me cry with your sorry eyes

Now if you ask me how I feel, I'll give you something quite more real
I'm not as fast as you to heal well I guess I'm not made out of steel
And I've been trying not to hate you but God it's getting hard not to
So wash that look off from your face, it really makes you loose all your grace

You won't make me cry with your sorry eyes
You won't make me cry with your sorry eyes
You won't make me cry with your sorry eyes
You won't make me cry with your sorry eyes

You won't make me cry with your sorry eyes
You won't make me cry with your sorry eyes
You won't make me cry with your sorry eyes
You won't make me cry with your sorry eyes
You won't make me cry, you won't make me cry


Writer(s): Aliocha Schneider
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