The Supernaturals songs lyrics

Is this the fag-end, dead-end place where we must cease? Now take my hand and I'll lead you to the guillotine Look at the mascara run down your...

Every silver lining has a cloud, And each piece of good fortune must be paid for by the pound, I've become so cynical these days, I don't know how it...

Oh the way that your tears run down the side of your nose It always gets to me but not as much as it does When it was her And I can't help comparing...

The milk on my cornflakes Is the same as any other day It's just me that's been dragged backwards through a hedge And the girl doing the weather...