We threw words like they were sharp knives Fell like we tripped over a landmine You said we lost love You made your mind up And I just got quiet, my body went numb
And I pretend that I can handle it And if I hold my head up, I won't drown Can't let go, you're like the chemical You're racing through me My heart just pounds, pounds, pounds
It's getting louder and louder Every time I think about you, about you I'll be better off without you, without you I wish my heart would stop, I wish my heart would stop
Beating me up (Whoa, oh, whoa) Beating me up (Whoa, oh, whoa) Beating me up
You've moved on, I know I should too My cuts are all gone, my pain feels brand new Who turned the lights down? Who took my flashlight? Why does my heart sound like it might burst tonight?
It's getting louder and louder Every time I think about you, about you I'll be better off without you, without you I wish my heart would stop, wish my heart would stop
Beating me up (Whoa, oh, whoa) Beating me up (Whoa, oh, whoa) Beating me up (Whoa, oh, whoa) I wish my heart would stop (Whoa, oh, whoa) I wish my heart would stop
I won't let you get the best of me How'd my heart become my enemy? I won't let you get the best of me How'd my heart become my enemy?
(Beating me up, beating me up) (Beating me up, beating me up)
It's getting louder (louder, louder) every time I think about you (about you, about you) I'll be better off without you (without you, without you) I wish my heart would stop I wish my heart would stop
Beating me up (Whoa, oh, whoa) Beating me up (Whoa, oh, whoa) Beating me up (Whoa, oh, whoa) Whoa, whoa Wish my heart would (Whoa, oh, whoa) Wish my heart would stop Beating me up
Beating me up
Compositores: Rachel Ashley Platten (Rachel A Platten) (BMI), Rune Westberg (Ruby Fruit Jungle) (BMI)Editores: Platten Music Publishing (BMI), Round Hill Works (BMI), Rune Westberg Music Publishing (BMI)Publicado em 2016ECAD verificado obra #8091523 e fonograma #17260184 em 12/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM