I'm holding out and I'm holding on
To every letter and every song.
I pulled myself out of the day we ever had to meet.
Are you through with me?
So..
And when it all goes to hell,
Will you be able to tell me “Sorry” with a straight face?
Let's Go!!!
I'm all ears and I'm all scars
To hear you tell me: “Boys like you, you try too hard
To look not quite as desperate.” I'm hanging on.
But I still know the way to make your makeup run.
So…
And when it all goes to hell,
Will you be able to tell me “Sorry” with a straight face?
And when it all goes to hell,
Take this to your grave,
Will you be able to tell me “Sorry” with a straight face?
I'll take it to mine.
Святой покровитель лжи и недомолвок
Я не сдаюсь и я жду
Каждого письма и каждой песни.
Я пытаюсь отречься от того дня, когда мы познакомились.
Ты окончательно порвала со мной?
И…
И когда всё улетит в тартарары,
Сможешь ли ты сказать мне «Прости», не пряча лицо?
Вперёд!!!
Я весь в слезах и шрамах оттого,
Что ты сказала мне однажды: «Парни вроде тебя изо всех сил стараются
Не попасть впросак». Я держусь,
Но и у меня ещё есть способ заставить тебя рыдать, размазывая тушь.
И…
И когда всё улетит в тартарары,
Сможешь ли ты сказать мне «Прости», не пряча лицо?
И когда всё улетит в тартарары,
Забери это с собой в могилу,
Сможешь ли ты сказать мне «Прости», не пряча лицо?
Я тоже это сделаю.
I'm holding out and I'm holding on
To every letter and every song.
I pulled myself out of the day we ever had to meet.
Are you through with me?
So ..
And when it all goes to hell,
Will you be able to tell me “Sorry” with a straight face?
Let's go !!!
I'm all ears and I'm all scars
To hear you tell me: “Boys like you, you try too hard
To look not quite as desperate. ”I'm hanging on.
But I still know the way to make your makeup run.
So ...
And when it all goes to hell,
Will you be able to tell me “Sorry” with a straight face?
And when it all goes to hell,
Take this to your grave,
Will you be able to tell me “Sorry” with a straight face?
I'll take it to mine.
The patron saint of lies and omissions
I'm not giving up and I'm waiting
Every letter and every song.
I am trying to renounce the day we met.
Have you finally broken up with me?
AND…
And when everything flies into tartarara,
Can you tell me “I'm sorry” without hiding my face?
Forward!!!
I'm full of tears and scars because
What did you say to me once: “Guys like you are trying their best
Do not get into trouble. " I'm holding on,
But I still have a way to make you cry, smearing mascara.
AND…
And when everything flies into tartarara,
Can you tell me “I'm sorry” without hiding my face?
And when everything flies into tartarara,
Take this with you to the grave
Can you tell me “I'm sorry” without hiding my face?
I will do it too.