Rick Astley - Breathe Lyrics
Paper towers of vogue and vanity fairThey are still standingAnd the spaces in the bathroom are incredibly bareAnd its better this wayAnd I dont miss the sunrise on the colours of your hairAnd I dont mind the mornings no not much any more no notMuch any moreAnd it hurts to breathe, when your perfumes everywhereAnd it hurts to breathe, when the memories are hanging in the airThere will be dust on the spice rack in no time at allTell me, whos around to noticeAnd I wont run from the shower whenever you callAnd its better this wayAnd I wont miss the starlight and the clothes you used to wearAnd I dont mind the moonlight no not much anymore no notMuch anymoreAnd it hurts to breathe, when your perfumes everywhereAnd it hurts to breathe, when the memories are hanging in the airAnd you know I can handle it, I can handle it, Im getting out moreAnd you know Im over it, Im so over it, until I close the doorAnd it hurts to breathe, when your perfumes everywhereAnd it hurts to breathe, when the memories are hanging in the air
