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No sir, Well I don't wanna be the blame, not anymore. It's your turn, So 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.
Coro That's what you get when you let your heart win. Whoa That's what you get when you let your heart win. Whoa I drowned out all my sense with, The sound of it's beating. That's what you get when you let your heart win. Whoa
I wonder, How am I supposed to feel when you're not here. Cause I burned, Every bridge I ever built when you were here. I still try, Holding onto silly things, I never learn. Oh why, All the possibilities. I'm sure you've heard.
Coro That's what you get when you let your heart win. Whoa That's what you get when you let your heart win. Whoa I drowned out all my sense with, The sound of it's beating. And that's what you get when you let your heart win. Whoa
Hey, make your way to me, to me. And I'll always be just so (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. Whoa
That's what you get when you let your heart win. Whoa That's what you get when you let your heart win. Whoa
Now I can't trust myself with, Anything but this And that's what you get when you let your heart win. Whoa