C'etait Pour La Passion Lyrics - The Dears

Have you ever hear of Gide? 

I won't advise, it's full of lies 

Trust me, I know 'cos I believed it so 

What was I supposed to do? 

Turn my back? 

Well, that would lack 

A certain amount of happiness 

No doubt it's brutal and cruel and inevitable 

It's not my fault so I don't care anymore 

I'm packing up and moving out 

And it's alright 'cos I'll be miles away 

Trying to find new things to say, to say 

Take me home and tuck me in 

Hold me tight and I just might tell you all I know 

(I'm feeling pretty low) 

Sunglasses and handkerchiefs 

I'm chronicling everything that's happened to us 

So hate me if you must 

It's easy to do so easy to do, yeah 

And so convenient 

It's all my fault though I don't care anymore 

I'm packing up and moving out 

And it's alright 'cos I'll be miles away 

Trying to find new things to say 

Trying to find new things to say