7 acessos
If you can burn it out
Like a tick buried in your hide
If you can tear it out
Like a thorn stuck in your side
Then you can bet that I
Don't wanna look at what you find
Cause I'm afraid that I
Might wanna keep it for myself
I thought I, I was above you
I hate that I loved you
I thought I, I was above you
I hate that I loved you
If you could tell a lie
Sharp enough to get through my skin
If you could sell a lie
To make me wanna come back again
Then you can bet that I
Wanna feel that tribune down my chin
Sometimes I think I give everything away
To let that animal in
I thought I, I was above you
I hate that I loved you
I thought I, I was above you
I hate that I loved you