The 88 - No One Here

Throw away the paper
Throw away the mail
Be bad if you want to
Be prepared to fail
And all the expectations
That I will never meet
Take you to the point
Of never believing
And you're tired of me
Still nobody knows it
Something I can't be
My love

And(But) there's no one here who loves you like I do
Thank god this much is true
Thank god this much is true
And there's no one here who knows just how I feel
Thank god this much is real
Thank god this much is real
And broken down

Put it all behind you
Where you cannot see
And if you're growing older
Don't forget me
Cause I will disappoint you
Just because I can
And I will bring you back
To all that you said when you would call me friend
And every time I show you
How this is gonna end
My love

And (But) there's no one here who loves you like I do
Thank god this much is true
Thank god this much is true
And there's no one here who knows just how I feel
Thank god this much is real
Thank god this much is real
And broken down

Cry if you wanna
Tear down the walls
But there's no one here who love you
Or who come each time you call
So throw away the paper
And throw away the mail
Be bad if you wanna
But be prepared to fail

But there's no one here who loves you like I do
Thank god this much is true
Thank god this much is true
And there's no one here who knows just how I feel
Thank god this much is real
Thank god this much is real
And broken down

Writer(s): Keith Slettedahl

The 88 Lyrics

album: "Not Only... But Also" (2008)

Go Go Go

Love You Anytime

Coming Home

No One Here

I'm Nothing

Sons And Daughters

It's A Lot

Like You Do

Save Your Breath

Waiting For The Next Drug

We Felt Alive

EP: "No One Here" (2010)

Think You Broke My Heart

If Anyone Should Call

I've Got A Name

No One Here

Not That Bad