اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
My finger twirls
I'm pulling hairs from my head
Your 8 x 10 falls victim to my pen
I never thought this would be us
An open wound our sins will touch
Chorus:
This sweet disaster
A thorn in my tongue
We're burning bridges
And building new ones
The best of both worlds
Quarters my heart
We're no exception
You'll both have my love
I can't stand the thought of losing you
I can't stand up I'm broken
She'll reach through my chest and mend my heart
With a kiss that steals away my soul
Chorus
Hold me tightly never let me go
Hold me tightly never let me breath
For if I could speak I may say some things
I thought I'd never mean
Chorus
