No, sir. No, I dont wanna be the blame, not anymore. Its your turn, so take a seat, were settling the final score. And why do we like to hurt so much? I cant decide, you have made it harder just to go on and why all the possibilities, well, I was wrong. Thats what you get when you let your heart win. I drowned out all my sense with the sound of this beating, and thats what you get when you let your heart win. I wonder: how am I supposed to feel when youre not here? Cause I burned every bridge I ever built when you were here. I still try holding on to silly things I never learn. Oh, why, all the possibilities Im sure youve heard. Thats what you get when you let your heart win. I drowned out all my sense with the sound of this beating, and thats what you get when you let your heart win. Pain, make you way to me, to me. And Ill always be just so inviting. If I ever start to think straight, this heart will start a riot in me. Lets start, start, hey! Why do we like to hurt so much? Thats what you get when you let your heart win. Now I cant trust myself with anything but this. And thats what you get when you let your heart win.
Posted on: Sun, 30 Nov 2014 14:00:32 +0000
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