Hey, how's your conscience lately You tried so hard to please me And now you seem so uneasy You say that you've had enough and you're out of love
It hit me like a hurricane It hit me like a speeding train I try to climb a mountain range And fall down on the ground again I thought that it would be OK But you had other cards to play Just like a shot from a gun I got hurt, I got stunned That's how it hit me
I just want to know why Do you do this to me? And where, is your sense of reason? So how, could you fool me so long? And now, watch my tenderness turn to emptiness
It hit me like a hurricane It hit me like a speeding train I try to climb a mountain range And fall down on the ground again I thought that it would be OK But you had other cards to play Just like a shot from a gun I got hurt, I got stunned
It doesn't matter what I do It doesn't matter much to you It doesn't matter what I do It's over now, we're through You got me feeling excited You had me set and ignited But now I'm feeling so down low Like some down-trodden hobo
It doesn't matter what I do It doesn't matter much to you It doesn't matter what I do It's over now, we're through You had me chasing illusions You got me lost in confusion And I'm so tired of losin' I've got to stop now and not get involved with you again
It doesn't matter what I do It doesn't matter much to you It doesn't matter what I do It doesn't matter much to you
Compositor: Richard Davies (ASCAP)Editor: Silver Cab Music (ASCAP)Publicado em 1987ECAD verificado obra #25243235 e fonograma #5559759 em 02/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM