You said, "Who are we fooling?" I guess that you gave up On all that I am and all that I'm not 'Cause I'm fucking useless and full of excuses I guess that you cut free From all that we are and will never be
Now the flowers are dead like the hearts in our chest And I'm hanging my head 'cause I'm tryna forget How we bled, and we bled, and we bled, and we bled
So, this is where we ended up All of those years that I wasted for lovе And, here it is, forevеrmore The house is on fire and I can't find the door If I had the heart to start it again I'd stamp out the sparks in my own self-defence Say, you ain't gonna like how this ends
You know, if we went back To fix what we once had There'd still be no chance For you and me 'cause inevitably
All the flowers would die, and the tears from your eyes Would come as no surprise as I tried to forget How we bled, and we bled, and we bled, and we bled
So, this is where we ended up All of those years that I wasted for love And, here it is, forevermore The house is on fire and I can't find the door If I had the heart to start it again I'd stamp out the sparks in my own self-defence No, you ain't gonna like how this ends
Broken with no way to mend No, you ain't gonna like how this ends I'm stuck and just tryna forget How we bled, and we bled, and we bled, and we bled
So, this is where we ended up All of those years that I wasted for love And here it is, forevermore The house is on fire and I can't find the door If I had the heart to start it again I'd stamp out the sparks in my own self-defence Say, you ain't gonna like how this ends
Compositores: Lewis Capaldi, Plested, Michael Pollack, Tom Barnes, Pete Kelleher & Ben KohnPublicado em 2023ECAD verificado fonograma #43810645 em 10/Mai/2024 com dados da UBEM