Wednesday, January 18, 2012

that's what you get

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 
And why, all the possibilities where I was wrong 

That's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa 
That's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa 
I drowned out all my sense with the sound of its beating 
And 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 when you let your heart win, whoa 
That's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa 
I drowned out all my sense with the sound of its beating (beating) 
And that's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa 

Hey, 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 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 you get when you let your heart win! 
Whoa 

That's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa 
That's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa 

Now I can't trust myself with anything but this 
And that's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa

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