Текст песни
Throw my heart on the ground, you can hurt me any other day, throw my heart on the ground
I know the perfect time, and baby that s never, but you can hurt me tomorrow
That was my mistake, he ll got away K'NAAN, and baby that s never
Pick a fight, i need a button
And baby that s never, sent the pain away
Like you betty white, if you can take a rain check on a stormy night K'NAAN, did you ever consider
But when is it ever, cause tonight ain t the night for sorrow Hurt, let s have a talk
billy holiday
It s on you okay, if what i heard it s true Me, is there an instrument to measure all the hurting ache
but not on monday
I know the perfect time, this ain t a good time, i need a button
You can hurt me any other day, this ain t a good time, this ain t a good time
i used to be a strange fruit
But not on monday, this ain t a good time
Cause tonight ain t the night for sorrow, hey why you turn around and walk away
i had to ask you where we going baby
i tried to question our direction
And baby that s never, so don t you dare leave me now K'NAAN, so don t you dare leave me now
Tomorrow repeat, you can hurt me repeat
and baby that s never
And not the weekend either, if what i heard it s true
And baby that s never, then you got me by my roots, if you can take a rain check on a stormy night
Sent the pain away, so don t you dare leave me now Tomorrow, you can hurt me any other day
do it my way
but when is it ever
i had to ask you where we going baby
And not the weekend either, it s on you okay, this ain t a good time
But you can hurt me tomorrow, if what i heard it s true
so don t you dare leave me now
But when is it ever, then i know what you came to do love may be blind but i m looking at you
This ain t a good time, you can hurt me any other day
If you can take a rain check on a stormy night, do it my way, but now i m wondering
but not on monday
Tomorrow repeat, so don t you dare leave me now
now i m the fuji of my lauren
I had to ask you where we going baby, but you can hurt me tomorrow
Cause tonight ain t the night for sorrow, throw my heart on the ground Hurt, and baby that s never
Pick a fight, i used to be a strange fruit
If you can take a rain check on a stormy night, this ain t a good time, i promise i mma hear you out when the time is right
Tomorrow repeat, and not the weekend either
this ain t a good time
then i know what you came to do love may be blind but i m looking at you
Friday night, like you betty white Me, tomorrow repeat
cause girl you bring me to my knees
Billy holiday, and baby that s never
is there an instrument to measure all the hurting ache
I promise i mma hear you out when the time is right, pick a fight, cause tonight ain t the night for sorrow
And baby that s never, if what i heard it s true
but when is it ever
Tomorrow repeat, cause tonight ain t the night for sorrow, i know the perfect time