I'll burn it down, and build it up better Sometimes it hurts to forget the past And I'm tired of waiting for something to Happen with you
And I'm trying to save it, but deep down There's nowhere to move
And I'm getting lost, soaked to the bones With nothing to prove I'm covered in hope, I'm feeling with doubt That I'm not over you, no I'm not over you
So why burn it down, to build it up better Sometimes it hurts to forget the past I'll burn it down And bring it back stronger Sometimes it's screwed to forget the past And I'm taking your words, my heart in the Palm of your hands And I'm putting my trust in an entire Half-empty glass
And I'm getting tired of making excuses To find it won't last I'm covered in hope, feeling with doubt Tha I'm not the last, no I'm not the last
So why burn it down, build it up better Sometimes it hurts to forget the past Oh burn it down and bring it back stronger Sometimes it's screwed to forget the past
Compositor: William Joseph Lockett (Billy Lockett) (PRS)Editor: Just Isnt Music Limited (PRS)ECAD verificado obra #20781427 em 25/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM