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No sir
Well I don't wanna be the blame, not anymore
It's your turn to 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
Well I was wrong

That's what you get when you let your heart win, woah
That's what you get when you let your heart win, woah
I drowned out all my sense with the sound of its beating
And that's what you get when you let your heart win, woah

I wonder
How am I supposed to feel when you're not here?
Cuz I've burned every bridge I ever built
When you were here

I still try

Holding on to 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, woah
That's what you get when you let your heart win, woah
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, woah

Pain, make your way to me, to me
And I'll always be just so inviting (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, woah

That's what you get when you let your heart win, woah
That's what you get when you let your heart win, woah
Now I can't trust myself with anything but this
And that's what you get when you let your heart win, woah