Death Of Me Lyrics - Singles - The Lonely Hearts

Have you ever tried to talk and not make sense? 

And do you ever want to drive away and not tell them where you've been? 

And do the skies seem too bright? 

Do the southern winds seem to feel as sweet as sin? 

And I've got no place to rest my head 

And all my clever words have now been said 

And I think this will turn out to be the death of me 

The death of me, the death of me, the death of me 

And do you see a stranger in every room? 

Does it seem that you need to find an opinion you can prove? 

And are your feet shuffling towards the door? 

And has it gotten to the point where you can't take it any more? 

And I've got no place to rest my head 

And all my clever words have now been said 

And I think this will turn out to be the death of me 

The death of me, the death of me, the death of me