Sweater کے بول

On the day You gave me back my sweater With the sweetest sway You said it would not matter Right or wrong This will make things better And we tried, and we tried, and we tried to sort it out And we came, and we came, and we came to find out Try roads, fly planes, ride bullet trains Try roads, fly planes, ride bullet trains The best way out is the worst anyway You’re in a way A neatly combed disaster Easy to say When it makes us get there faster Cause we tried, and we tried, and we tried to sort it out And we came, and we came, and we came to find out Try roads, fly planes, ride bullet trains Try roads, fly planes, ride bullet trains The best way out is the worst anyway