گیت کے بول کے نقاط
ENاصل بول
ترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Stopped keeping score
Like you keep score
It finally does not mean shit to me anymore
I crumple it up
Throw it away
It's just a way to keep track of how well my hands are played
What I want I've always found a way to have
Got past "no" a long fucking time ago
The only thing that I can't buy more of is time
How could I believe that the hour glass would ever get this thin?
I never listened
I should have listened
But I will fill what is left of my days
With the the things that I love the most
What I hate gets pushed to the side of my plate
When I ride you know that those trumpets play
I've never known a bliss like this
I'll burn this whole place down
Roll right out of this fucking town
Before I become the things that I despise
