Letras: The Airborne Toxic Event. Days of Wine and Poses.

Oh these days of wine and poses
They are going by so fast
And you wonder why I buy you roses
Or live here in the past

This is everything I want
This is everything I want

A just falling free, a presence near me
A face so warm and gaunt
But the price I pay for a little mistake
Like tearing your life in two
Seems meager compared to these melodies fair
It's selfish, I know, but true

Take a bow, take a bow
Take a bow
You've won

You've won, you've won

Just bury me, and promise me
You'll fire this smoking gun
And marry me, I honestly
Think that it might be fun

But it's all so strange when you rearrange
Your life to become something else
And then no one cares, and they fight like bears
And you end up all by yourself

Take a bow, take a bow
Take a bow
You've won, you've won
You've won, you've won

You've won, you've won

This is all I want and more
This is all I want and more
This is all I want and more
This is all I want and more