Roddy Woomble Like Caruso Lyrics

He used to say that you'd separated
Separated, separated, separated, herself from Love

There was a time and a place on the subway or rather the underground
For troubled Love

Can you hear it
It's the echo of your own voice faithfully replayed to sound like Caruso
Like Caruso, like Caruso, Caruso, Caruso

And not expected to live much longer, to live much longer

Nobody has the right, to make you feel that you're not wanted
Nobody has a life that worked out like the way that they wanted

Sorry for all the handwriting, for the bad handwriting
The typewriter is preoccupied, but not persuaded by the lines

We walk off the alcohol, the alcohol
It's three miles to the ferry terminal, to the ferry terminal

I couldn't see or hear anything
Divided by the darkness, until you coughed up your lungs
A cough that echoed like Caruso, Caruso, Caruso, Caruso

Hes not expected to live much longer, to live much longer

Tell me what gives you the right, to make you feel that you're not wanted
'Cause nobody has a life that worked out quite the way that they wanted

Four or Five a.m., I'll accept defeat
I didn't find a new version of happiness
Navigational Lights have scorned me in a trust
That's unaccustomed to love
Against you, I can see the sky breaking and the birds that fly towards us sound to me like
Caruso, Caruso, Caruso, Caruso, Caruso, Caruso, Caruso, Caruso

He's unaccustomed to love, to love

Nobody has the right to let you feel the way that they wanted
Nobody has a life that worked out quite the way that they wanted

Caruso, Caruso, Caruso, Caruso like
Caruso, Caruso, Caruso, Caruso like
Caruso, Caruso, Caruso, Caruso Like
Caruso, Caruso, Caruso, Caruso