Cole, Lloyd - Four Flights Up Lyrics
I was woken up at 4 AM by your screams and anguished cries
Your mother was singing in the bathroom
He will never be my child
Oh, baby talks in her sleep so loud
But I swear right now
It feels like underground
You have absolutely no common sense
Yes I know that's your charm
You spend the whole day on the phone
You say well it helps you stay calm
You cling to my arm yes I know that's your charm
And when I ask you what you want you say a diamonte crocodile
You say, "Well maybe for a while"
Sometimes you know you could almost be a child
Oh, must you tell me all your secrets
When it's hard enough to love you knowing nothing
We're living four flights up
But I swear right now
It feels like underground
You are your own worst enemy
So don't expect my sympathy
Oh, go back to your mother's house
And cry your little heart out
You came driving back to town
In a beat up Grace Kelly car
Looking like a friend of Truman Capote
Looking exactly like you are
Yes, I know that's your charm
So don't ask if I still want you only ask me if I must
I've been blown around so long
Don't know which senses to trust
Oh no... but I know that I must
Oh, must you tell me all your secrets
When it's hard enough to love you knowing nothing
We're living four flights up
But I swear right now
It feels like underground
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Cole, Lloyd Four Flights Up Comments
To the poster of this, thank you soo much!
I've been blown around so long don't know which senses to trust...
The lyrics (Must you tell me all your secrets..) are some of my favourite words of anybody. The lyrical genius that is Lloyd Cole. :-)
@Troy trojac Lloyd Cole was one unique singer and songwriter. They never played this song enough on the radio!
Must you tell me all your secrets
When it's hard enough to love you knowing nothing?
An original relation to say the least. Such a fantastic way to describe it..
i was woken up at four a.m. by your screams and anguished cries
your mother was singing in the bathroom, she will never be my child
oh baby talks in her sleep so loud
we're living four flights up but i swear right now it feels like underground
well you have absolutely no common sense, yes i know that's your charm
you spend the whole day on the phone, you say well it helps you stay calm
you cling to my arm, yes i know that's your charm
and when i ask you what you want you say do you mind hey crocodile
well then could you give me some peace, you say well maybe for a while
sometimes you know you could almost be a child
oh must you tell me all your secrets
when it's hard enough to love you knowing nothing
we're living four flights up but i swear right now it feels like underground
you are your own worst enemy, so don't expect my sympathy
oh go back to your mother's house and cry your little heart out
you can drive them back to town in a beat-up grace kelly car
looking like a friend of truman capote, looking exactly like you are
yes, yes i know that's your charm
so don't ask me if i want you, only ask me if i must
i been blown around so long, don't know which senses to trust
oh no, but i know that i must
oh must you tell me all your secrets
when it's hard enough to love you knowing nothing
we're living four flights up but i swear right now it feels like underground
+Luís T Ithink it's a diamonte crocodile, but hey, what the heck, fair play t ya for spending the time writing it, cheers