domingo, 24 de agosto de 2014

Hate to see your heart break

There's not a single word in the whole world that could describe the hurt...
The dullest knife just sawing back and forth and ripping through the softest skin there ever was.

How were you to know? Oh, how were you to know?

And I, I hate to see your heart break.
I hate to see your eyes get darker as they close,
but I've been there before...

Love happens all the time to people who aren't kind and heroes who are blind.
Expecting perfect scripted movie scenes. Who wants an awkward silent mystery?

How were you to know? Well, how were you to know?

And I, I hate to see your heart break.
I hate to see your eyes get darker as they close,
but I've been there before...

For all the air that's in your lungs.
For all the joy that is to come.
For all the things that you're alive to feel, just let the pain remind your hearts can heal.

Oh, how were you to know? How were you to know?

And I, I hate to see your heart break.
I hate to see your eyes get darker as they close,
but I've been there before...

Paramore

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