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Вершы: Buckcherry. All Night Long. These Things.

I wanna know the truth
I wanna hear it from you
Tell me what to do
Can we make it through?

It's always about these things
Are killing me, they're tearing us apart
These things
You're telling me that this is what you want

Try and erase our mistakes
It's time for it all to change
I will try and prove
That I'm the one for you

It's always about these things
Are killing me, they're tearing us apart
These things
You're telling me that this is what you want

Everything you said I erased from my mind
Now I'm crying all the year
If I could only find an escape I would try
'Cause I feel I'm being used, these things

How could I relate when we don't take the time?
I just wanna be with you
I will keep you safe but there's no way to hide
The truth

It's always about these things
Are killing me, they're tearing us apart
These things
You're telling me that this is what you want

(These things)
Everything you said I erased from my mind
Now I'm crying all the year
(These things)
If I could only find an escape I would try
Because I feel I'm being used

These things