Silence
Duration
4:06
Genres
Southern/Blues Rock/Rockabilly
Description
Classic Blues-Rock in the vein of Robin Trower, Eric Clapton, and Freddie King.
Lyrics
Here comes suspicion Here comes the freeze You keep me guessing with your mindfunk tease I've been a martyr Straight down the line I've tried to love you, but you're out of time It's not the games you're playing It's not the way you're mean Can't you see? It's not the words you say It's the silence that cuts me to the bone Here comes the misery Here comes the fight Here comes another of your half-baked lies At least you're talking But your talk is cheap I'd pay a million for some honesty It's not the games you're playing It's not the way you're mean Can't you see? It's not the words you say It's the silence that cuts me to the bone