More songs by Pacific Avenue
Description
Keys, Lead Vocals, Rhythm Guitar: Harry O'Brien
Lead Guitar: Benjamin Fryer
Bass: Jack Kay
Drums: Dominic Littrich
Mixer, Producer: Doug Boehm
Sound Engineer: Blake Lauricella
Sound Engineer: Dave Cooley
Author, Composer: Harry O'Brien
Author, Composer: Benjamin Fryer
Author, Composer: Jack Kay
Author, Composer: Dominic Littrich
Author, Composer: Charlie Hole
Author, Composer: Anna Hamilton
Lyrics and translation
Original
My back's against the wall
When you bat those pretty lashes, every time that we talk
You're mad, It's my fault
When you act all Sentimental It makes me forget how it was
Now you're taking off your clothes like its your birthday
I said I wouldn't fall cause then you'd hurt me
And then you call, "I'm on my way home"
And here we go again
Your lips are so red
I still hear you from the rear view, and I almost forgot what you did
I still love you, come over
But you left in late October, and you'll probably do it again
And I know you're not telling your friends
Now you're taking off your clothes like it's your birthday
I said I wouldn't fall cause then you'd hurt me
And then you call, "I'm on my way home'
And here we go again
Everybody said we don't deserve this
Did you ever want me in the first place?
And then you call from out your window
And here we go again
I walk through the door, I'm throwing my keys back on the counter
I go right where you are, and we wont sleep until the morning after
Now you're
Taking off your clothes like it's your birthday
I said I wouldn't fall cause then you'd hurt me
And then you call, "I'm on my way home'
And here we go again
Everybody said we don't deserve this
Did you ever want me in the first place?
And then you call from out your window
And here we go again
English translation
My back's against the wall
When you bat those pretty lashes, every time that we talk
You're mad, It's my fault
When you act all Sentimental It makes me forget how it was
Now you're taking off your clothes like its your birthday
I said I wouldn't fall cause then you'd hurt me
And then you call, "I'm on my way home"
And here we go again
Your lips are so red
I still hear you from the rear view, and I almost forgot what you did
I still love you, come over
But you left in late October, and you'll probably do it again
And I know you're not telling your friends
Now you're taking off your clothes like it's your birthday
I said I wouldn't fall cause then you'd hurt me
And then you call, "I'm on my way home'
And here we go again
Everybody said we don't deserve this
Did you ever want me in the first place?
And then you call from out your window
And here we go again
I walk through the door, I'm throwing my keys back on the counter
I go right where you are, and we wont sleep until the morning after
Now you're
Taking off your clothes like it's your birthday
I said I wouldn't fall cause then you'd hurt me
And then you call, "I'm on my way home'
And here we go again
Everybody said we don't deserve this
Did you ever want me in the first place?
And then you call from out your window
And here we go again