Norah Jones - Young Blood Lyrics

Norah Jones - Young Blood Lyrics

I'll pretend my heart's not on fire
If you steal my true love's name
Broke down subway in this city of spires
Tape your picture over his in the frame

We'll imagine we're sleeping revolvers
Shotgun wedding in a strange SoHo
Our chambers hold silvery collars
Gun down werewolves wherever we go
We gun down werewolves wherever we go

Midnight phone calls in the back of a Mustang
Creased white pages torn right from the spine
Kissed my neck with a crooked, cracked fang
You always hoped one day you'd be mine

Threw our fathers on funeral pyres
I'm not sure we were playing a game
Busted gasket in a field full of liars
No one noticed we set five boroughs aflame
No one noticed we set five boroughs aflame

Young blood, young bone
Old ghosts go home

Band of gold with a diamond implied
You wrote letters that you never sent
I made promises I'll always deny
Now we'll never know what the other meant

Watch is ticking like a heartbeat gone berserk
Lost the chance to wind the key
Roosters are nothing but clucking clockwork
Our fears are only what we tell them to be
Our fears are only what we tell them to be
[Christina Aguilera - Elastic Love Lyrics on http://mp3lyricsmania.blogspot.com]


Drown the last of our matches
Burn the rest of each other
You were strongest when I ached for breath
Through the thick of smoke we'll finally smother

Young blood, young bone
Old ghosts go home
Young blood, young bone
Old ghosts go home

Young blood, young bone
Old ghosts go home
Young blood, young bone
Old ghosts go home

Young blood, young bone
Old ghosts go home
Young blood, young bone

Norah Jones - Stuck Lyrics

Norah Jones - Stuck Lyrics

You shove your way
Through the room from the street
And finally to me
You ask me what I'm drinking

My friend Johnny
Tugging on my sleeve
Asks if I wanna leave
But what I'm really thinking is

Why can't it be easy, easy?
Why don't you leave
Leave me, leave me be?

I can see you swaying
I can't hear what you're saying

I'm sitting here stuck
And plastered to my seat
I think up a reason to leave
When you finally stop speaking

I'll take a long slow
Walk down Washington Street
Half asleep on my feet
Half aware if I'm dreaming

I'll go home alone, a sinking stone
A switched off telephone
I'll go on, be free, a frozen breeze
A fallen down factory

But I still see you swaying
And I can't hear what you're saying

I just lost the plot, got a little caught
In a little knot
I just hit a wall had a little fall
Felt the swinging wrecking ball
[Norah Jones - Stuck Lyrics on http://mp3lyricsmania.blogspot.com]

And why should that be?
Why don't you tell me?
Why don't you tell me?
I'm sure you'll tell me
Why don't you tell me?
I guess you'll tell me, tell me

Norah Jones - Young Blood Lyrics

Norah Jones - Young Blood Lyrics

I’ll pretend my heart’s not on fire
If you steal my true love’s name
Broke down subway in this city of spires
Tape your picture over his in the frame

We’ll imagine we’re sleeping revolvers
Shotgun wedding in a strange Soho
Our chambers hold silvery collars
Gun down werewolves wherever we go
We gun down werewolves wherever we go

Midnight phone calls in the back of a Mustang
Creased white pages torn right from the spine
Kissed my neck with a crooked, cracked fang
You always hoped one day you’d be mine

Threw our fathers on funeral pyres
I’m not sure we were playing a game
Busted gasket in a field full of liars
No one noticed we set five boroughs aflame
No one noticed we set five boroughs aflame

Young blood, young bone
Old ghosts go home

Band of gold with a diamond implied
You wrote letters that you never sent
I made promises I’ll always deny
Now we’ll never know what the other meant

Watch is ticking like a heartbeat gone berserk
Lost the chance to wind the key
Roosters are nothing but clucking clockwork
Our fears are only what we tell them to be
Our fears are only what we tell them to be
[Norah Jones - Young Blood Lyrics on http://mp3lyricsmania.blogspot.com]

Drown the last of our matches
Burn the rest of each other
You were strongest when I ached for breath
Through the thick of smoke we’ll finally smother

Young blood, young bone
Old ghosts go home
Young blood, young bone
Old ghosts go home

Young blood, young bone
Old ghosts go home
Young blood, young bone
Old ghosts go home

Young blood, young bone
Old ghosts go home
Young blood, young bone
I’ll pretend my heart’s not on fire
If you steal my true love’s name
Broke down subway in this city of spires