Throwing Darts کے بول

Cast me as your entertainment Your court jester for a while There I was opening up to a stranger Just like a child If you go back, if you go back to him I won’t call, no I won’t If you go back, if you go back to him I won’t call, no I won’t You can paint me overreacting You thought it would be just fine You were throwing darts with him When all the while I’ve been putting my love on the line If you go back, if you go back to him I won’t call, no I won’t If you go back, if you go back to him I won’t call, no I won’t Can I be that cliche you leave To fulfill your wild fantasies Because every great love story Serves up its casualties Mm-mm, you rang Mm-mm, you rang