Lyrics: Dafna Margalit
Music: Dafna Margalit
When things turn sour I know I’m the only one who’s to blame
I’ll count the hours until I get more than a little taste
Do you want me?
I can want you
If you want me to
I’m not a stranger to the strange sensation on my lips
I thought I knew you until I received your foreign kiss
I can want you
If you want me
Do you want me to?
And I know I’ve got many things to keep in mind
If I would give you more it’d be a waste of time
If you were to give it all away for me
I would repay you with my jealousy
(Sour)
When things turn sour I know I’ll still have a lot left to say
Man of the hour gets to go along with my little game
You’ll be sorry
If I want you
And you don’t want me too
How many secrets do you think I can keep?
If I should speak it or if I hold my peace?
If seeing’s believing, then I’ll try not to blink
How long before things turn sour?
I’m sorry but this is how it ends
I’m sorry there is no second chance
Now that your blood is on my hands
I promise I won’t say this again
but please believe me if I’d known it then
if I could just reverse the sand
I wouldn’t let things turn sour