اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Nothing can revive in me
What it's like
To share the present tense
With you
Oh my love, too late
I can't sleep
Put the phone to your chest and
Let me hear your heart beat
And let it sing the song where you loved me
A fiction or not let it lull me to sleep
Your love's a four letter lie
Change my heart, and change my
name
Mold my face into a pretty shape
I have become everything that I hate
Cause I'm nothing you want
Oh, your love's a four letter lie
Those cigarettes don't suit you,
Does their smoke fill the gaps in your heart?
Oh, your love's a four letter lie.
