Paramore - That's What You Get

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Artísta: Paramore

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Letra 'That's What You Get'

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.

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.

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 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.