These tired eyes have been Crying all along They think that love is a bitter song And they thing that we don't belong In this world of what we created Of what we hold so sanfe and true
I was the one who abandoned you And you think that's all I can do Oh woah Your lines been drawn
I'll take this shot and aim it true Pick up the phone and call for you I'll never get the nerve to say Are you with him? Or are you with me? I hope you find yourself I hope you turn it all around I hope you're holding onto me Like it's the last breath you'll ever breathe
It's hard to think of the nights we shared Breathing for two and gasping for air Choking on words I couldn't bare She walked away All I did was stare
I don't think she gets how Just how much I need her touch I would bleed for half as much But I'll never tell No I never will Oh woah Our lines are crossed
I'll take this shot and aim it true Pick up the phone and call for you I'll never get the nerve to say Are you with him? Or are you with me? I hope you find yourself I hope you turn it all around I hope you're holding onto me Like it's the last breath you'll ever breathe
I guess it's our little secret And you're just praying I keep it But how long will you leave these pages unturned You keep playing with fire Baby one day you'll get burned Can you promise me one thing? Let's make this count for something
You were holding me up Then dropped me on the floor First you show me your heart Then you show me the door
I'll take this shot and aim it true Pick up the phone and call for you I'll never get the nerve to say Are you with him? Or are you with me? I hope you find yourself I hope you turn it all around I hope you're holding onto me Like it's the last breath you'll ever breathe
Woah The last breath you'll ever breathe Woah Like it's the last breath you'll ever..
Compositor: Samuel Stephen Tyler Miller (Paradise Fears) ECAD: Obra #12068004