What did you think I’d say to that?Does a scorpion sting when fighting back?They strike to kill and you know I willYou know I willWhat do you sing on your drive home?Do you see my ادامه مطلب

We could leave the Christmas lights up ’til JanuaryAnd this is our place, we make the rulesAnd there’s a dazzling haze, a mysterious way about you, dearHave I known you 20 seconds or 20 years? ادامه مطلب

We were both young when I first saw youI close my eyes and the flashback startsI’m standin’ thereOn a balcony in summer airSee the lights, see the party, the ball gownsSee you make your way ادامه مطلب

… I don’t like your little gamesDon’t like your tilted stageThe role you made me play of the foolNo, I don’t like you … I don’t like your perfect crimeHow you laugh when you lieYou ادامه مطلب

… FatefullyI tried to pick my battles ’til the battle picked meMiseryLike the war of words I shouted in my sleepAnd you passed right byI was in the alley, surrounded on all sidesThe knife cuts ادامه مطلب

I said remember this momentIn the back of my mindThe time we stood with our shaking handsThe crowds in stands went wildWe were the kings and the queensAnd they read off our namesThe night you ادامه مطلب

We can go drivin’ in, on my scooterUh, you know, just riding in LondonAlright I love my hometown as much as Motown, I love SoCalAnd you know I love Springsteen, faded blue jeans, Tennessee whiskeyBut ادامه مطلب

Who’s gonna stop us from waltzingBack into rekindled flames?If we know the steps anywayWe embroidered the memoriesOf the time I was awayStitching, “We were just kids, babe”I said, “I don’t mind, it takes time”I thought ادامه مطلب

Meet me at midnight Starin’ at the ceilin’ with youOh, you don’t ever say too muchAnd you don’t really read intoMy melancholia I’ve been under scrutiny (yeah, oh, yeah)You handle it beautifully (yeah, oh, yeah)All ادامه مطلب

I still remember the look on your faceLit through the darkness at 1:58The words that you whispered for just us to knowYou told me you loved meSo why did you go away? Away I do ادامه مطلب