Besedila: Midtown. To Our Saviour.

So hard to believe what you're looking for

You cry again
To save yourself
But you could
Never understand their pain

It's all a game
You play yourself
And you will
Never understand the pain

I'll move on tomorrow
We can try again
And when their hope is gone
I'm waiting

I'll move on tomorrow
We can try again
You're my savior
You're my savior

So hard to believe what you're looking for

You cry again
To save yourself
You feel ashamed
Never understand the pain

It's all a game
You play yourself
And still
You'll never understand their pain


I'll move on tomorrow
We can try again
And when their hope is gone
I'm waiting

I'll move on tomorrow
We can try again
You're my savior
You're my savior

And all you're missing
Is an honest
Presentation
I hope you understand this pain

You can pretend but I'm not buying
Can pretend, but I'm not buying
Can pretend, but I'm not buying it

So hard to believe what you're looking for (You're my savior)
So hard to believe what you're looking for (You're my savior)
So hard to believe what you're looking for (You're my savior)
So hard to believe what you're--

Right!