When we stopped, I didn't have a chance to say a single thing And I have no confidence, no guts inside of me Telling me to say more than "Hey, what's up?" You're looking at me, looking behind me I wonder what it could be that's hiding behind me That discarded old thing, the girl for which I used to sing these songs And all the hate that she started to bring
I should stop looking at my feet Start to lookin' so our eyes could meet Looking till our ride's hereTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
