Texty piesní Dance Hall Crashers

Dance Hall Crashers

Salted

Give yourself a little competition

I can see it flaring up in your eyes

Give yourself a moment to remember

All the trailing loose ends you've left behind

And I, keep on a wondering

How all the walls around have kept so high

Give yourself a little competition

It's the only thing that'll get you by

Keep the wound salted, ooh oh ooh

It's what you've always wanted, ooh oh ooh

Keep the wound salted, ooh oh, ooh oh

Suddenly you've lost communication

And you swear that it's all her mistake

But you must really like this situation

'Cause the clean break you wanted is now in your face

She looked at you, then at the room

Then at the state she's been living in

And suddenly you're in a new position

As the views you held so highly fade

Keep the wound salted, ooh oh ooh

It's what you've always wanted, ooh oh ooh

Keep the wound salted, ooh oh, ooh oh

Just say goodbye, don't look back, woah

Give us all a little more emotion

We can see it welling up in your eyes

And we can see your fur is getting thicker

As you show no signs of compromise

But don't go running back when you realize

That nobody's buying into your lies

Then give yourself a little more opinion

'Cause we know you'll never choose to rectify

Keep the wound salted, ooh oh ooh

It's what you've always wanted, ooh oh ooh

Keep the wound salted, ooh oh, ooh oh

Just say goodbye, don't look back