Feed my silence (Feed my silence) Makes my heart so cold (Makes my heart so cold) You don't call me (You don't call me) Take my pulse, I can't feel it anymore (Woah-oh) Can't feel it anymore (Feel it anymore) , feel it anymore (Feel it anymore) Take my pulse, I can't feel it anymore Waitin' on my love to walk through the door Waitin' for you I'm waitin' for you
Keep my hopes up every time I don't even know how we set the bar so low (Ooh-ooh-ooh) I forgive you for whatever you've done to me That's how much I love you That's how much I fuck with you (That's how much I fuck with you) I would give you room to figure it all out That's how much I'm stuck with you (That's how much I'm stuck with you) Unconditional love comes with a price
Two steps, oh-oh (Oh-oh)
Two steps forward, one step back We can never stay on track Spent all day forwarding your phone Now we both back at square one I know it hurts when I'm not there Don't understand why you're so scared Pushed me away then wonder where Where is the one who always cared?
So I guess if you want me, you got me, baby, I'm yours now They want a ticket to ride, well, sorry, oh baby, we sold out And I dare you to find somebody who gonna be more down If we fightin' for love, well baby, I'm ready to throw down So I guess if you want me, you got me, baby, I'm yours now (Oh-oh, oh-oh) They want a ticket to ride, well, sorry, oh baby, we sold out (Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh) And I dare you to find somebody who gonna be more down (More down) If we fightin' for love, well baby, I'm ready to go down
Not only are the masks shed off But also the notion that war is romantic The idea that there are heroes and these heroes are supposed to be idolized, and idolized because of what they do in war
Compositores: Tinashe Enock Kudzai Fazakerley, Will Holland ECAD: Obra #42366560