White Lies - All The Best

Ten blues in another sun Ten calls that I still avoid Now I'm not your boy I forgot how to work the fun My heart is so unemployed Now I'm not your boy I wanna say that you're all the best I wanna say that it's been a joy And as I weave my eerie nest You know that I'm not your boy Know that I'm not your boy Nothing ever cools the burn And nothing ever fills the holes in a day, when I Feel like I won't get my turn A little cup of peace I can Raise to the room All the ghosts and the gloom As they hum their little tunes I wanna know why the air at night Is afraid of my little lungs Now I'm not your boy I want my soul to be a kite For all the love to ride and run And still I'm not your boy I gave the black days too much time And the good days not enough I could have been such a freeing crime But you know that I'm not your boy Know that I'm not your boy Nothing ever cools the burn And nothing ever fills the holes in a day, when I Feel like I won't get my turn A little cup of peace I can Raise to the room All the ghosts and the gloom As they hum their little tunes Nothing ever cools the burn And nothing ever fills the holes in a day, when I Feel like I won't get my turn A little cup of peace I can Raise to the room All the ghosts and the gloom As they hum their little tunes