Five times out of a hundred. Tell me what my odds are, my heart isn't working. Five times out of a hundred. Tell me what my chance is, romance is under
No need to hesitate No need to concentrate No need to slow things down with conversation Go ahead now I wanna show how Chances are thrown away unless
Make sure to wake me when you get back from the dead I'll still be lying here in bed All of your followers - they steal what you feel It's just a shame
Saturday night the cigarettes come crawling out with the boys who crave regrets Bandana hanging around her neck A checkered flag in a crowd who's singing
Woke up in smoke and flames [Had a lie] with a stranger 5 thousand photographs solemn burnt up in anger Am I asleep still? Tell me, I could have been
Into the rain we'll run out under the storm with lightning on it's way into a tree we'll carve our names and there we'll stay forever this town was meant
Happiness is limited But misery has no end Give us somewhere we can go Instead of one more day of it The subway doors opened up We ran as though we had
Превод: Hot Hot Heat. Щастието ООД.
: They all warned me to stay out Stolen, stupid, scarred, and proud Don't try to warn me, dont try to warn me, dont try to warn me I said, I make my
: [Chorus] No need to hesitate No need to concentrate No need to slow things down with conversation Come over here now I wanna show how Senses are thrown
: Happiness is limited But misery has no end Give us somewhere we can go Instead of one more day of it The subway doors opened up We ran as though we
: I woke up wrong this morning No reason why Los Angeles is pouring and I?m like any guy Sophisticated ladies I?ve never known So many little babies
: Saturday night , cigarettes. your going out with the boys who create regrets. bananna hanging round her neck. a checkered flag and a crowd who's singing
: Woke up in smoke and flames Eye to eye with a stranger Five thousand photographs Solemn burnt up in anger Am I asleep still? Tell me, I could have
: Into the rain we'll run out under the storm with lightning on it's way into a tree we'll carve our names and there we'll stay forever this town was
: She Knows that the way to get in to her heart is through her head I waited for her A little bit each day A little bit each day A little bit each day
: Where did it all go wrong? From the age of 15 on, I was honest - honest, I was Half of my brain still knows That someone has opened doors That
: Five times out of a hundred. Tell me what my odds are, my heart isn't working. Five times out of a hundred. Tell me what my chance is, romance is
