Text: Cranberries. To The Faithful Departed. The Picture I View.
I haven't changed but my life has
People are strange when it's like as
I did something wrong to them
And I don't even know your name
No, I don't even know your name
I swear that he's good for me
And I swear he looks after me
And I swear that he looks out for me
And I swear that he's good, good, good
La, la, la, the picture I view
La, la, la, the picture I view
All my friends and promises
Went tumbling down the hill
All my friends and promises
Went tumbling down the hill
They went tumbling down the hill
I haven't changed, but my life has
People are strange when it's like as
I did something wrong to them
And I don't even know your name
No, I don't even know your name
Don't even know your name
People are strange when it's like as
I did something wrong to them
And I don't even know your name
No, I don't even know your name
I swear that he's good for me
And I swear he looks after me
And I swear that he looks out for me
And I swear that he's good, good, good
La, la, la, the picture I view
La, la, la, the picture I view
All my friends and promises
Went tumbling down the hill
All my friends and promises
Went tumbling down the hill
They went tumbling down the hill
I haven't changed, but my life has
People are strange when it's like as
I did something wrong to them
And I don't even know your name
No, I don't even know your name
Don't even know your name
Cranberries