الكلمات
كلمات للدراسة
The radio is playing our old song again
To remind me of times when I thought
The day would never end
I knew this was coming
I thought I could change this
I knew you weren't coming
But that's what insincerity brings me
Visions of you
I have to tell you
I think that I've been haunted
I want to find you
Because I think it's you who haunts me
I never trusted that you would fully come clean
But now we're even because I don't think you trust me
