What a strange being you are God knows where I would be If you hadn't found me Sitting all alone in the dark
A dumb screenshot of youth Watch how a cold broken teen Will desperately lean on a superglued human of proof
What the hell would I be Without you
Brave face talk so lightly Hide the truth
Now I'm sick of losing soul mates So where do we begin I can finally see you're as fucked up as me So how do we win?
I'm sick of losing soul mates won't be alone again I can finally see you're as fucked up as me So how do we win?
We will grow old as friends I've promised that before So what's one more? In our grey haired circle waiting for the end
Time and hearts will wear us thin So which part will you take Cause we both know a break Does exactly what it says on the tin
What the hell would I be Without you
Brave face talk so lightly Hide the truth
Now I'm sick of losing soul mates So where do we begin I can finally see you're as fucked up as me So how do we win?
I'm sick of losing soul mates won't be alone again I can finally see you're as fucked up as me So how do we win?
I won't take no for an answer
Compositores: Dorothy Miranda Clark (PRS), Joseph WanderEditor: BMG Rights Management (PRS)ECAD verificado obra #17909649 em 12/Mai/2024 com dados da UBEM