That’s What You Get

No sir, well I don’t wanna be the blame, not anymore

It’s your turn, so take a seat we’re settling the final score

And why do we like to hurt, so much?

I can’t decide

You have made it harder just to go on

And why, all the possibilities where I was wrong

That’s what you get when you let your heart win, whoa

That’s what you get when you let your heart win, whoa

I drowned out all my sense with the sound of its beating

And that’s what you get when you let your heart win, whoa

I wonder, how am I supposed to feel when you’re not here

Cause I burned every bridge I ever built when you were here

I still try holding onto silly things, I never learn

Oh why, all the possibilities I’m sure you’ve heard

That’s what you get when you let your heart win, whoa

That’s what you get when you let your heart win, whoa

I drowned out all my sense with the sound of its beating (beating)

And that’s what you get when you let your heart win, whoa

Hey, make your way to me, to me

And I’ll always be just so inviting

If I ever start to think straight

This heart will start a riot in me

Let’s start, start, hey!

Why do we like to hurt so much?

Oh why do we like to hurt so much?

That’s what you get when you let your heart win!

Whoa

That’s what you get when you let your heart win, whoa

That’s what you get when you let your heart win, whoa

Now I can’t trust myself with anything but this

And that’s what you get when you let your heart win, whoa

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