25 de julio de 2009

That's what you get (da shi.t.)

No sir, well i don't wanna be the blame, not anymore
It's your turn, so take a seat we're settling the final score.
And why do we like to hurt so much?! I can't decide
you have made it harder just to go on. OH why?

All the possibilities... well I was wrong.
That's what you get when you let your
win.
Whoa!!! That's what you get when you let your heart win.
Whoa... I drowned out all my sense with the sound of it's
beating + that's what you get when you let your heart win.
Whoa.
I wonder how am I supposed to feel when you're not here cause
I burned Every bridge I ever built when you were here I
still try... holding onto
silly things I never learn OH
why?! All the possibilities. I'm sure you've heard.
(that's what you get..)
Pain make your way to me (to me) and I'll always be just so
inviting. If I ever start to think straight this heart
will start a
in me. Let's start.. Why do we
like to hurt so much?
.. now I can't trust myself with anything but this.
that's what you get when you let your heart win.

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