Everything plus everything You want it all You take it from me
What she said, what she did Growing trees out of bad seeds What I care for, what I need Was too much for her Too much for me To much for me to stand around And I feel my face knock down to the ground
Everything plus everything You want it all You take it from me
At the end it was all my fault Red and white, the voice, the shout Paid in blood from dusk to dawn And no-one will ever understand No-one will ever understand
What she said, what she did Growing trees out of bad seeds What I care for, what I need Was too much for her Too much for me
Was too much…
Every thing plus everything (was too much) Everything plus everything