SOS کے بول

Your bags are packed You're standing in the glare, in the hallway Your arms are folded, your back's against the wall You're standing tall, thinking you're gonna leave, manhandling But I have been there before And I guess I couldn't read the signs in the air But now you got me singing SOS SOS (baby) SOS SOS (baby) It seems to me that your pride gets in the way Some things never change Keeps getting harder to look you in the eyes (woo) We had our fun, thinking you felt the same way about me I've seen this somewhere before And I guess I couldn't be that special something you need Cause you're scared, or you don't care The way you got me saying SOS SOS (baby) SOS SOS (baby) SOS SOS (baby) SOS SOS (baby)