Make Things Make Sense Songtext

von Frank Hamilton

I gave you my last cigarette
I gave you my last cigarette

And you know that i've been sold
Since the day we met
When I rolled you my last cigarette

I brought you home and we got wet
I brought you home and we got wet

And you know that i've been smitten
Since the night we met
When I took you home and we got wet

Talking
Of how the city brings you down and
Thinking
That we both need someone else around to
Make things
Make sense

To make things, make sense

You make me nervous everyday
You make me nervous everyday

And words come out my mouth
When i've got nothing to say
You make me nervous everyday

Talking
Of how the city brings you down and
Thinking
That we both need someone else around to
Make things
Make sense

To make things, make sense

And i've not got much money
And i've got lots of time
And am I known be funny
But I know i'm kind
So if you got worries
Then i'll make them mine

Will be fine
Will be fine
Will be fine
Give it time
Will be fine
Will be fine
Give it time

Talking
Of how the city brings you down and
Thinking
That we both need someone else around to
Make things
Make sense

And you make things, make sense.