Tickets

Maroon 5

Transposer:

She's got tickets to her own show. But nobody wants to go. And I'm stuck sitting in the front row. I'm singing along like there's no tomorrow. (tap tap tap tap) Its funny how you say that you made it on your own. When you haven't worked for anyone your daddy didn't know You say ya got a job but I don't know what you do Such a fa fa fcuking snob that you'll never know the truth You're perfect on the outside but nothing at the core. It's easy to forget when you show up at my door Stop messing with my mind 'cause you'll never have my heart. But your perfect little body make make makes me fall apart Your perfect little body make make makes me fall apart She's got tickets to her own show. But nobody wants to go. And I'm stuck sitting in the front row. I'm singing along like there's no tomorrow. La la la la la la la la la la la la I know you want to stay but I think that you should go Cuz you got nothing to say you just sit there on your phone. I tried not to give in but Am7 temptation has me lost So I will do my best to get get get get get you off You're perfect on the outside but nothing at the core. It's easy to forget when you show up at my door Stop messing with my mind G 'cause you'll never have my heart. But your perfect little body make make makes me fall apart Your perfect little body make make makes me fall apart She's got tickets to her own show. But nobody wants to go. And I'm stuck sitting in the front row. I'm singing along like there's no tomorrow. La la la la la la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la Yeah She's got tickets to her own show. But nobody wants to go. And I'm stuck sitting in the front row. I'm singing along like there's no tomorrow. She's got tickets to her own show. But nobody wants to go. And I'm stuck sitting in the front row. I'm singing along like there's no tomorrow. La la la la la la la la la la la La la la la la La la la la la la la la la la la La la la la yeah

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Cette chanson parle d'une jeune femme qui semble avoir tout pour plaire, avec des opportunités et un charme indéniable. Pourtant, malgré ses atouts externes, elle manque de sincérité et de substance. Le personnage principal, qui se sent piégé dans une relation compliquée, observe que malgré son apparente popularité, personne ne semble vraiment intéressé par son "spectacle". Il est donc là, presque malgré lui, à vivre une expérience décevante tout en chantant comme s'il n'y avait pas de lendemain. Le contexte présente un tableau de relations superficielles, où l'illusion et la façade remplacent des connexions authentiques. On y ressent un désir de vérité et d'authenticité, face à des comportements qui laissent perplexes.

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