Come up Come up To my window To get warm Keeps getting colder out Nearly November 12th And theres snow on the ground
Hold on me Hold on me You got this hold on me Lock me up Lock me up Wont let me out of the cell All this pain to compel
You wanna fight You wanna love You wanna take Till its too much You wanna drown You wanna choke You want the red You get the rose
Keep Savin Your Best Keep Savin Your Best For Last
Always about to be heard You like to get the last word You got a look in your eyes Tell me what all of its worth Savin up all your supplies Savin up all of your secrets You promised you′d never lie I always know when you mean itTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
