Instrumenty
Ensembles
Opera
Kompozytorzy
Wykonawcy

Teksty: Big Time Rush. Stuck.

There are so many things
That I never ever get to say
'Cause I'm always tongue-tied
With my words getting in the way

If you could read my mind
Then all your doubts would be left behind
And every little thing
Would be falling into place

I would scream to the world
They would see you're my girl
But I just keep getting stuck, stuck
But I'm never giving up, up

In the middle of a perfect day, I'm tripping over words to say
'Cause I don't want to keep you guessing
But I always end up getting stuck, stuck
But I'm never giving up, up

It's the way that I feel
When you say what you say to me
That keeps you running through my mind
24 hours a day, 7 days a week

And if you've got the time
Stick around and you'll realize
That it's worth every minute that it takes
Just wait and see

I would scream to the world
They would see you're my girl
But I just keep getting stuck, stuck
But I'm never giving up, up

In the middle of a perfect day, I'm tripping over words to say
'Cause I don't want to keep you guessing
But I always end up getting stuck, stuck
But I'm never giving up, up

I'm over the chances wasted
Tell me, it's not too late
It's only the nervous times
That keep me bottled up inside

Keep getting stuck, stuck
But I'm never giving up, up

In the middle of a perfect day, I'm tripping over words to say
'Cause I don't want to keep you guessing
But I always end up getting stuck, stuck
But I'm never giving up, up

'Cause I don't want to keep you guessing
But I always end up getting stuck, stuck
But I'm never giving up, up

Big Time Rush