Idioma Origen:
The scars on my arms remind me
How I got this way
I can taste the stain of your sickness on my lips
Of all the stupid things I did
I fell for this
I'll ask again like you never knew
Lie to me
What the Fuck!
Just lie to me
"Were gonna make it through"
I'm well past wanting the truth
Just lie to me
"I'll always love you"
Lie to my face
The scars on my arms remind me how I got this way
I'll ask again like you never knew
Just lie to me
"I'll always love you"
Idioma Destino:
The scars on my arms remind me
How I got this way
I can taste the stain of your sickness on my lips
Of all the stupid things I did
I fell for this
I'll ask again like you never knew
Lie to me
What the Fuck!
Just lie to me
"Were gonna make it through"
I'm well past wanting the truth
Just lie to me
"I'll always love you"
Lie to my face
The scars on my arms remind me how I got this way
I'll ask again like you never knew
Just lie to me
"I'll always love you"