Prima Donna - MIss Avenue текст песни

Street lights in this city are way, way too dull honey
The street walkers in town can't even ?nd their way
The more that you complain ,makes it harder everyday
To get through to you, Miss Avenue
The look on your face tells me things are gettin' worse by the minute
And the walls in your room just about run outta stories to tell

The more that you complain, makes it harder everyday
To get through to you, Miss Avenue
And the push always comes to shove,
even harder when you're fallin' in luv
I pray for you, Miss Avenue
The more that you complain, makes it harder everyday
To get through to yo