Instrumenty
Ensembles
Opera
Kompozytorzy
Wykonawcy

Teksty: Flight 409. We Don't Dance. Before You Go.


For everything its worth
Every breathe I take still hurts
Maybe it?s just the alcohol burning through my veins
But either way I?ll be missing you to death
And if I don?t get out of this alive
Just know I loved you back
But I don?t owe you anything at all
But I don?t owe you anything at all

It?s just the look in your eyes
The way your hair falls to the side
It?s the hole in wall when my fist went through
It?s the scene that I made
Maybe I?m not your everything
And I?m never ever gonna be

But I don?t owe you anything at all
No I don?t owe you anything at all

You?re in too deep to pull the strings
You bend you break
To find a better part of me

You?re in too deep to pull the strings
You bend and you break
To find a better part of me

And I?ll be missing you to death
But if we don?t get out of this alive
Just know I loved you back
But I don?t owe you anything at all
No I don?t owe you anything at all