Album Cover Stolen Car

Stolen Car

Beth Orton

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you walked into my house last night

i couldnt help but notice,

a light that was long gone still burning strong

you were sitting,

your fingers like fuses,

your eyes were cinnamon

you said you stand for every known abuse,

that was ever that was ever threatened to anyone but you

and why should i know better by now when im old enough not to

while every lie speaks the language of love,

it never held the meaning i was thinking of

and i cant decide over right or wrong,

i guess sometimes you need a place where you belong

somewhere sing along was through the wrong my whole day,

little things like this dont matter to me

others felt that you should stand for every known abuse to hand,

and all the things that they could never see

you said you stood for every known abuse,

that was ever that was ever promised to anyone like you

dont you wish you knew better by now when youre old enough not to

when every lie speaks the language of love,

it never held the meaning i was thinking of

and i cant decide over right or wrong,

you left the feeling that i just do not belong

wondering too many and a joke gone too far,

i see your face drive like a stolen car

its harder to hide when youre itching your eye,

its harder to hide what you really saw

oh yeah, you stand for every known abuse,

that i've ever seen my way through

don't i wish i knew better by now when i think i'm starting to

when every lie speaks the language of love,

it never held the meaning i was thinking of

and i lost the line between right or wrong,

i just want to find a place where i belong

why should you know better by now when your old enough not to,

i wish i knew better by now when i'm old enough not to