Marit Bergman - Sweatbead lyrics

Sweatbead (cover of Fireside) I try to stop the train To get used to pain To get used to take the sh** they're talking And i can't explain Whatever happened I try to write it down on paper And i don't know why you called me over You said you tried to make me bitter But i don't think you would do a thing like... That's not your way of getting sober Tell me more about your career I'll give you compliments not telling how i lie And suppose i don't have feelings for you What good does that do Anyway it's sad to say And ignore that i'm not looking at you And don't care what our friends say Why do they bother anyway And if you should be my savior Would you take care of my wounds Would you hold me and secure me in your womb I'm the smallest lake Fits in every city Afraid the sun will dry me out And I see lovers loving And all the animals Are drinking from my hand Help's the sun to k** me And though i don't have much to give you I try to offer you Whatever good i do And what if i can't live without you I'm not that good looking and bright But you know i'd treat you right And if you should be my savior Would you take care of my wounds Would you hold me and secure me in your womb And if you should be my savior Would you take care of my wounds Would you hold me and secure me in your womb