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It's Over Lyrics Artist(Band):Aimee Mann
every day's a holiday, the day you live without it, everything changes up, everything shifts and falls unless you care about it, but you sit there in the darkness, and you make plans but they're hopeless, and you blame God when you're lonely, and you'll call it fate, when you show up too late and it's over. here on the boulevard, you were the golden boy, a mix of brains and muscle that was a lucky break, luck is a thing you make, not just another hustle but you sit there in the darkness, and you make plans but they're hopeless, and you blame God when you're lonely, and you'll call it fate, when you show up too late and it's over. 'cos nothing can wait forever, they don't give unlimited chances in life; they hand you the knife and tell you to cut it around. so baby let's fly; baby let's ride, baby let's ride cos everything's beautiful, every day's a holiday, but days are getting shorter, the moon and the stars report the boulevard's last resort and now your last supporter. but you sit there in the darkness, and you make plans but they're hopeless, and you blame God when you're lonely and you'll call it fate, when you show up too late and it's over. If you find some error in It's Over Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Thanks to Steve for submitting the lyrics. Review the song It's Over The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics. | | ||||||||||||
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