We’re all boredWe’re all so tired of everythingWe wait for trains that just aren’t comingWe show off our different scarlet lettersTrust me, mine is betterWe’re so youngBut we’re on the road to ruinWe play dumb ادامه مطلب

[Verse 1]Want is the cigarette smoke on a jacketYou wore to the wrong part of townDesire is the sound of the whiskeyTelling me you miss me, can you come around? [Pre-Chorus]Passion is a passing thing, ادامه مطلب

We gather here, we line up, weepin’ in a sunlit roomAnd if I’m on fire, you’ll be made of ashes tooEven on my worst day, did I deserve, babeAll the hell you gave me?‘Cause I ادامه مطلب

Mr. “Perfect face”Mr. “Here to stay”Mr. “Looked me in the eye and told me you would never go away”Everything was rightMr. “I’ve been waiting for you all my life”Mr. “Every single day until the end, ادامه مطلب

You know I adore you, I’m crazier for youThan I was at 16, lost in a film sceneWaving homecoming queens, marching band playingI’m lost in the lightsAmerican glory faded before meNow I’m feeling hopeless, ripped ادامه مطلب

I want you to knowI’m a mirrorballI’ll show you every version of yourself tonightI’ll get you out on the floorShimmering beautifulAnd when I break it’s in a million piecesHushWhen no one is around, my dearYou’ll ادامه مطلب

Oh, oh, ohOh, oh, ohYou were in college, working part-time waiting tablesLeft a small town, never looked backI was a flight risk, with a fear of fallin’Wondering why we bother with love, if it never ادامه مطلب

Rain, he wanted it comfortableI wanted that painHe wanted a brideI was making my own nameChasing that fameHe stayed the sameAll of me changed like midnightMy town was a wastelandFull of cages, full of fencesPageant ادامه مطلب

I know that you like meAnd it’s kinda frightenin’Standing here waitin’, waitin’And I became hypnotizedBy freckles and bright eyesTongue tiedBut nowYou’re so far away and I’m downFeelin’ like a face in the crowdI’m reachin’ for ادامه مطلب

youwith your words like knives and swords and weaponsthat you use againt meyouwill knock me of my feet againgot me feeling like a nothingyouwith your voice like nails on a chalkboardcalling me out when i’am ادامه مطلب