(Now) 7 days a week 1000 words I shouldn´t speak
I
I'm burning
You stare into a wall
I'm waiting You got no
Some say I am skin-deep
Some say I ain´t sincere
But believe
I know I have found a perfect way to aggravate
Hold on to what you believe
You´re more than they can
I guess I've learned enough in this class
So I drop
I swear there were times
When I felt a little more
My stereo´s a liar
Those mix-tapes are cheap alibis
But sometimes I
I wanna take you for a ride
Need my best friend
you´re heaven sent
they clipped your wings
could you hear me calling
when
Giving in
Thinking knives into my back
Lost for words
Screaming bullets throu
Come, take a breath
Make this moment last
Be here right now
This
She plays boys like a game of cards
And dances to
You were so quick to say good-bye
So tell me did
Stuck between the cheapest thrills tonight
Hello, what's up, good-bye
Everyone
