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
te have made it harder just to go on
And why, all the possibilities
Well, I was wrong
That's what te get when te let your cuore win, whoa
That's what te get when te let your cuore win, whoa
I drowned out all my sense with the sound of its beating
And that's what te get when te let your cuore win, whoa
I wonder how am I supposed to feel when you're not here
Cause I burned every bridge I ever built when te were here
I still try holding onto silly things
I never learn
Oh why, all the possibilites
I'm sure you've heard
That's what te get when te let your cuore win, whoa
That's what te get when te let your cuore win, whoa
I drowned out all my sense with the sound of its beating (beating)
And that's what te get when te let your cuore win, whoa
Pain, make your way to me, to me
And I'll always be just so inviting
If I ever start to think straight
This cuore will start a riot in me
Let's start, start, hey!
Why do we like to hurt so much?
Oh, why do we like to hurt so much?
That's what te get when te let your cuore win, whoa
That's what te get when te let your cuore win, whoa
That's what te get when te let your cuore win, whoa
Now I can't trust myself with anything but this
And that's what te get when te let your cuore win, whoa
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
te have made it harder just to go on
And why, all the possibilities
Well, I was wrong
That's what te get when te let your cuore win, whoa
That's what te get when te let your cuore win, whoa
I drowned out all my sense with the sound of its beating
And that's what te get when te let your cuore win, whoa
I wonder how am I supposed to feel when you're not here
Cause I burned every bridge I ever built when te were here
I still try holding onto silly things
I never learn
Oh why, all the possibilites
I'm sure you've heard
That's what te get when te let your cuore win, whoa
That's what te get when te let your cuore win, whoa
I drowned out all my sense with the sound of its beating (beating)
And that's what te get when te let your cuore win, whoa
Pain, make your way to me, to me
And I'll always be just so inviting
If I ever start to think straight
This cuore will start a riot in me
Let's start, start, hey!
Why do we like to hurt so much?
Oh, why do we like to hurt so much?
That's what te get when te let your cuore win, whoa
That's what te get when te let your cuore win, whoa
That's what te get when te let your cuore win, whoa
Now I can't trust myself with anything but this
And that's what te get when te let your cuore win, whoa