Текст Newton Faulkner – Can’t Give It Away

I’m not tryna hide the fact
That some things don’t come easily, to me
I’m crap at ‘no strings attached’
Unless the strings can tune to a G

I recognise these familiar streets
As I walk down memory lane
As it all comes flooding back
It looks like I’ve done it again
What did I do that for
Now I watch
As she’s running away
I know it’s all out there somewhere
But I can’t find it
I can’t
Give it away
Give it away

I wish I knew what I was doing wrong
I wish they knew what they were doing to me
If I could work out what was holding me back
Just imagine how happy I’d be
Give it away

I’m not tryna hide the fact
That some things don’t come easily, to me
I’m crap at ‘no strings attached’