Posted December 16 | Leave a Comment
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… read more