Things You've Never Done - Passenger

We're giving it all away for nothing Such a foolish thing to do Always looking for that extra something When my everything is you There's a fear that burns a fire in my soul When I'm face to face with things I can't control This is my confession My deep and darkest secret I've been acting like my demons Doing things I thought I'd never do So I'm asking for redemption I'm asking for forgiveness All these things I've done to you Things I thought I would never do Things I thought I'd never do Is it too late to say 'I'm sorry'? Well, I'll say it anyway I wrote the ending to our story I played with love but lost the game And now it's easier to say what's on my mind Than to carry on with all these lies This is my confession My deep and darkest secret I've been acting like my demons Doing things I thought I'd never do So I'm asking for redemption I'm asking for forgiveness All these things I've done to you Things I thought I would never do Things I thought I'd never do Hiding the truth for way too long Maybe I'm crazy pouring my heart out in a song But I gotta scream it at the top of my lungs 'Baby I was wrong, so wrong!' This is my confession My deep and darkest secret I've been acting like my demons Doing things I thought I'd never do So I'm asking for redemption I'm asking for forgiveness All these things I've done to you Things I thought I would never do Things I thought I'd never do

I can almost hear the stillness As it yields to the sound of your heart beating And I can almost hear the echo Of the thoughts that I know you must be thinking And I can feel your body tremble As you wonder what this moment holds in store And as I put my arms around you I can tell you've never been this far before I don't know what I'm saying As my trembling fingers touch forbidden places I only know that I have waited For so long for the chance that we are taking I don't know and I don't care What made you tell him you don't love him anymore And as I taste your tender kisses I can tell you've never been this far before And as I take the love you're giving I can feel the tension building in your mind And you're wondering if tomorrow I'll still love you like I'm loving you tonight You have no way of knowing But tonight will only make me love you more And I hope that you'll believe me 'Cause I know you've never been this far before

Geef me de jeep, geef me de keys Ik weet dat je liegt, jij weet het toch niet Baby het is over, ik heb je niet meer nodig Baby het is over Baby ik ben done done met je Done done met je Baby ik ben done done met je Done done met je Baby ik ben done done met je Yeah, done done met je Baby ik ben done done met je Done done met je Het gaat niet meer, give it up, up, up Al jouw love, love, love Alles is kapot, pot, pot Door de manier waarop, op, op Al jouw love, love, love Mijn trots opgefucked, heeft Geef me de jeep, geef me de keys Ik weet dat je liegt, jij weet het toch niet Baby het is over, ik heb je niet meer nodig Baby het is over Baby ik ben done done met je Done done met je Baby ik ben done done met je Done done met je Baby ik ben done done met je Yeah, done done met je Baby ik ben done done met je Done done met je Ik zeg je; Geef me de keys van mijn truck terug Ik wil niet verder meer met jou, ik wil mijn rust terug Je kan gaan naar je ex, hij mag die kut terug En was dit alles op vakantie, dan pak ik vlucht terug Zoveel dagen dat je mij kon plakken achter het behang Nu gaat het interieur eruit en staan je spullen op de gang Alsjeblieft, schiet een beetje op, het duurt me al te lang Voor deze keuze was ik bang maar ik ben serieus klaar met je Je vraagt me waarom? Ik zeg je; Daarom! Beter blijf ik effe uit je buurt, ik vind het zwaar om Jou te zien met je nieuwe vriend Ik hoop dat ie verdient en dat is bosst Want je kostte me een paar ton Vele dingen die ik deed was verkeerd schatje Ik hoop niet dat je met hem neukt, Zoals ik jou dat heb geleerd schatje Het doet me zeer schatje Het is het laatste wat ik zeg en voor de rest heb ik mijn eer schatje Geef me de jeep, geef me de keys Ik weet dat je liegt, jij weet het toch niet Baby het is over, ik heb je niet meer nodig Baby het is over Baby ik ben done done met je Done done met je Baby ik ben done done met je Done done met je Baby ik ben done done met je Yeah, done done met je Baby ik ben done done met je Done done met je

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع

One, two, three Why are you hanging on so tight To the rope that I'm hanging from? Off this island, this was an escape plan (this was an escape plan) Carefully timed it, so let me go And dive into the waves below Who tends the orchards? Who fixes up the gables? Emotional torture from the head of your high table Who fetches the water from the rocky mountain spring? And walk back down again to feel your words and their sharp sting And I'm getting fucking tired The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ended, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour You make me do too much labour Apologies from my tongue, and never yours Busy lapping from flowing cup and stabbing with your fork I know you're a smart man (I know you're a smart man), and weaponise The false incompetence, it's dominance under a guise If we had a daughter, I'd watch and could not save her The emotional torture, from the head of your high table She'd do what you taught her, she'd meet the same cruel fate So now I've gotta run, so I can undo this mistake At least I've gotta try The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ends, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then a virgin, nurse then a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid (The capillaries in my eyes are bursting) Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant (If our love died, would that be the worst thing?) Just an appendage, live to attend him (For somebody I thought was my saviour) So that he never lifts a finger (You sure make me do a whole lot of labour) 24-7, baby machine (The calloused skin on my hands is crackin') So he can live out his picket fence dreams (If our love ends, would that be a bad thing?) It's not an act of love if you make her (And the silence haunts our bed chamber) You make me do too much labour