Besedila:
A Decade To Die For Best Laid Plans

press your lips so tight to mine, remember, this summer was made for all that we're good for, this summer was made for all that we're good for, we're

m wasting my time I just like feeling alive, armed to teeth with charm and a magnetism you couldn't disarm You're infectious electric, you're sunshine and lightning and I'm no good, For

I'm home, I'm not coming home without you, So baby get off this ride, no you don't have to do this alone, just say the words and I'm home, the best and

for the wrong words to come out now, too too long, And this is the part where you lose your love for me your trust in me, you can't love me into a better

to live much less take on responsibility, I'm not ready to grow up in stages acting my age is not me anymore, we all have to live, it's a grave yard