I Put Your Records On
I put your records onTo see if you would sing my nameI put your records onTo see if you might feel the sameIt was a tragedy about the end of all the worldYou took the saddest partAnd gave it to another girl
It's funny how it all works out in the endThough it was the same from start to finBut it's never too late to begin
So I put your records onTo see if I would hear my nameI put your records onAnd wonder if you do the sameIt'd be a tragedy for anyone that was your girlBecause the saddest part isYou want the love of all the girls
It's funny how it all works out in the endThough it was a shame from start to finBut it's never too late to begin
It's funny how it all works out in the endThough it was the same as it's always beenBut it's never too late to begin
So I put your records onI put your records onI put your records onI put your records onI put your records onI put your records onI put your records onI put your records onYour records onI put your records on