Hey Casanova, you don't look too good
But I know times are tough
You never found your paradise
Like you said you would...
And it's all catching up
(and) Maybe that will never change...
You may never come to your promised land...
And it's a gray morning
With all you have
Still you turn your back.
You're given every chance,
How can you ask for more than that?
But still you have to ask
Hey tragic hero,
Did you get passed by?
What do all those heathens know
Have a seat, a cup of wine, and have a good cry.
And then it's time to go
Cause you're living up to your own worst cases...
Looking for hope in some pretty strange places...
And its a gray morning
With all you have
Still you turn your back.
You're given every chance,
How can you ask for more than that?
Still you have to ask.
I really need for you to ask...
With all you have
Still you're turning, you're turning...ooooh
With all you have
Still you're turning, you're turning...ooooh
Ooooooh
Uuuuoooooh
Uugh oooh oooh oooh
Uugh oooh oooh oooh
Oooooooooooh
Uuuuooooooh
Uugh oooh oooh oooh
Uugh oooh oooh oooh
Ooooooooh
Uuuuuuuh
Ooooooooooh
Hey you lone ranger
Is it cold tonight?
So far beneath the stars
(well) Maybe the desert will do you good
Writer(s): Duncan Sheik
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