الكلمات
كلمات للدراسة
We fight for days and hours and weeks,
But still I wanna feel you,
You lie through bloodshot eyes, so weak,
But you know that I can see the truth,
And every day’s a war,
Keeping me blind, but keep in mind,
I see what lives inside these walls,
The flames of grey from what we used to be,
We used to be.
[Chorus]
She calls this love, and I call it torture,
I don’t know why I waste my time writing this song for her,
We played this game, until I finally lost,
I’ve lived my mistakes, traded tragedy with grace,
But for what cost?
She calls this love.
Quit twisting my words to make me feel wrong,
