Norah Jones Killing Time
Bet you're gonna cry when I'm gone Bet you're gonna cry when I'm gone What a time to be wrong What a time to be wrong
I know I'm gonna be missed Yeah I know I'm gonna be missed What a way to be tricked What a waste of a trip Never thought the day would've come When I couldn't get up and run See you've given me gold and it weighed down my soul But can I see if tomorrow will Turn back to yesterday Of have I gone too far to turn it back all the way? How can it take so long? I know that I'm killing time all alone but it's dyin' to slow Why did it take so long? I know that I'm just killing time all alone but it's dyin' to slow
Bet you're gonna cry when I'm gone Bet you're gonna cry when I'm gone What a time to be wrong What a time to be wrong