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.
Pain 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
Creo que la rola lo dice todo, esta vez no quiero ser yo el culpable y el turno es de ella, siempre pasa esto cuando dejamos que sea el corazón quien gane, cuando quemamos los puentes por donde podíamos haber vuelto. Pero ya no me va a pasar, lo prometo(creo que nunca me sale prometer las cosas)
Este post tiene doble dedicatoria, primero a mi amiga samy que es fan de Paramore y que parece que tambien se esta volviendo fan de mi blog como yo soy fan del suyo. Tambien va a dedicado a mi sobrina Alejandra que vino de Estados Unidos con su playera de Paramore XD