Letra de Folding Stars (Live at Wembley)
Take a long hard look at yourself How did you end up here The blood drips like red inverted balloons Tomorrow is a promise to no oneIf you want, follow me and I'll lead you inside You don't have to run and hideEleanor, Eleanor I would do anything for another minute with you 'Cause it's not getting easier It's not getting easierIn a bedroom with no windows or doors All the happy people are crying You can't hold a gaze for a second or two It always ends in total darknessIf you want, follow me and I'll lead you inside You don't have to run and hideEleanor, Eleanor I would do anything for another minute with you 'Cause it's not getting easier It's not getting easierYou will be folding stars, Eleanor You can't ever understand It's not getting easier It's not getting easierIt ends in a place, with no love only hate And a mirror reflecting the truth In your eyes, in your face You can't wash it away from your cold, cold heartEleanor, Eleanor I would do anything for another minute with you 'Cause it's not getting easier It's not getting easierYou will be folding stars You will be folding stars You can't ever understand It's not getting easier Not getting easierIt's not getting easier Not getting easier I hope that you're folding stars