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• Artiste: Playing With Matches
• Titre: Second Verse
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This is how a dream becomes a nightmare From throwing smiles to playing with your hair To pretending I'm a stranger And my neck is stiff from looking back at the past And wondering when I'm gonna come crawling back But the scars on our hearts Hold the secrets to our past You're forever a reminder of the worst mistake In the best situation You're constant proof that I hate when things are going well Now I know I'm gone and not missed I guess I finally made your things to do list Sorry I've been lying Our bodies match like puzzle pieces But my touch feels like treason And you You've been crying This is how a dream becomes a nightmare From throwing smiles to playing with your hair To pretending I'm a stranger My neck is stiff from looking back at the past And wondering when I'm gonna come crawling back But the scars on our hearts Hold the secrets to our past You're forever a reminder of the worst mistake In the best situation You're constant proof that I hate when things are going well Now I know I'm gone and not missed I guess I finally made your things to do list Sorry I've been lying Our bodies match like puzzle pieces But my touch feels like treason And you You've been crying Give me one more try Rewrite the second verse Of your lullaby with dry eyes Give me one more try Rewrite the second verse Of your lullaby with dry eyes Now I know I'm gone and not missed I guess I finally made your things to do list Sorry I've been lying Our bodies match like puzzle pieces But my touch feels like treason And you You've been crying