Besedila: My Getaway. I'd Hate To Forget.

Broken down, hurts to breath. words I hear don?t mean a thing. forget goodbyes, your heart beats to the sound of my voice. and I hate that I can?t see your face or find the words to say.

I can?t see anything; the lights went out a long time ago. so close your eyes, I?ve tried so hard to forget those past years. and I hate that I can?t see your face or find the words to say.

if I could go back to that day, I?d take that bullet in the face and switch places with you. and all those nights I looked up in the sky and wondered why, I wondered why.

you were taken from me and every time my heart beats I know that you?re alive.
you were taken from me and every time my heart beats I know that you?re alive.
you were taken from me and every time my heart beats I know that you?re alive.
I know that you?re alive. I know that?