No, sirWell, I don't wanna be the blame, not anymoreIt's your turnSo take a seat we're settling the final scoreAnd why do we like to hurt so much?I can't decideYou have made it harder just to go onAnd why?All the possibilities, well I was wrongThat's what you get when you let your heart win, whoaThat's what you get when you let your heart win, whoaI drowned out all my sense with the sound of its beating