Everybody's Got a Story Songtext

von Amanda Marshall

A la la la la la la la la la la
Oohh, oooh yeah

You walk up to me and say 'Feel like I know ya, baby'
And then take a sip of your cherry coke
Now, now who drinks a cherry coke
Maybe your nervous
I see that bead of sweat dancing on your cheek
Your words are like cheap champagne (cheap champagne)
I get the point but its much too sweet

I'm so tired of the dance
This carousel of superficial conversation gets me nowhere

So you can see my bra, underneath my shirt
Watch the wind, underneath my skirt
But that ain't the picture it's just a part
Everybody's got a story that could break your heart

See my eyes, don't see what I see
Touch my tongue, don't know what tastes good to me
Its the human condition that keeps us apart
Everybody's got a story that could break your heart
Yeah everybody's got a story that could break your heart

Lalalalalalalananana

Now who can read the mind of the redheaded girl next door
Or the taxi driver who just dropped you off
Or the, or the classmate that you ignore
Don't assume everything on the surface is what you see
Cause that classmate just lost her mother
And that taxi driver's got a PHD

I'm so tired of the fear
That weighs us down with wrong assumptions
A broken heart's a natural function

So you can see my bra, underneath my shirt
Watch the wind, underneath my skirt
But that ain't the picture it's just a part
Everybody's got a story that could break your heart

See my eyes, don't see what I see
Touch my tongue, don't know what tastes good to me
Its the human condition that keeps us apart
Everybody's got a story that could break your heart

See my bra, underneath my shirt
Watch the wind, underneath my skirt
But that ain't the picture it's just a part
Everybody's got a story that could break your heart

Lalalalalalala dadadada

So dig deep (dig deep)
Deeper than the image that you see (dig deep)
Lift the film and let your true self breath(dig deep)
Show the world the beauty underneath

See my bra, underneath my shirt
Watch the wind, underneath my skirt
But that ain't the picture it's just a part
Everybody's got a story that could break your heart

See my eyes, don't see what I see
Touch my tongue, don't know what tastes good to me
Its the human condition that keeps us apart
Everybody's got a story that could break your heart

See my bra, underneath my shirt
Watch the wind, underneath my skirt
But that ain't the picture it's just a part
Everybody's got a story that could break your heart

See my eyes, don't see what I see
Touch my tongue, don't know what tastes good to me
Its the human condition that keeps us apart
Everybody's got a story that could break your heart

(That could break your heart baby)
(Everybody's got a story)

Alalalala (cont.)

*Alalala's not accurate!