The parlotones

Songs of whales

The parlotones
She says, she is out of love
The whisperings down the hall
She says, I'm not good enough
The whisperings down the hall

I'm a fool, for believing that she was the one
I'm a fool, for letting it all come undone
Eavesdropping on the songs of whales
She speaks in riddles, she speaks in riddles
I always seem to rhyme out of time

I wish I'd held her so much tighter that night
I wish I'd just put up a fight
I know I could've done things better
I guess I could've written more love letters

I'm a fool, for believing that she was the one
I'm a fool, for letting it all come undone
I guess I could've learnt those riddles
I guess I could've learnt to rhyme

I wish I'd held her so much tighter that night
I wish I'd just put up a fight
Eavesdropping on the songs of whales

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