Your native language

عربي

Arabic

عربي

简体中文

Chinese

简体中文

Nederlands

Dutch

Nederlands

Français

French

Français

Deutsch

German

Deutsch

Italiano

Italian

Italiano

日本語

Japanese

日本語

한국인

Korean

한국인

Polski

Polish

Polski

Português

Portuguese

Português

Română

Romanian

Română

Русский

Russian

Русский

Español

Spanish

Español

Türk

Turkish

Türk

Українська

Ukrainian

Українська
User Avatar

Sonido


Interfaz


Nivel de dificultad


Acento



lenguaje de interfaz

es

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Política de cookies   |   Apoyo   |   FAQ
1
registro de inicio de sesión
Lyrkit

donar

5$

Lyrkit

donar

10$

Lyrkit

donar

20$

Lyrkit

Y/o apoyarme en las redes sociales. redes:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
New Years Day

Ready Aim Misfire

 

Ready Aim Misfire

(álbum: My Dear - 2007)


Get out of the car, and don't try and stop me
Stay where you are, cause there you can't hurt me
You took things too far, and I don't deserve this
No I don't deserve this

You said that you'd be, you'd always be honest
And mean what you say, but you broke every promise
That you ever made, and I don't deserve this
No I don't deserve

If I had just one bullet, and a trigger I'd pull it
Shoot my cupid out of the sky
Break off his wings, and gouge out his eyes
And thank him for nothing, 'cause that's all that he gave to me
Your love is my heart disease

Don't try and call, I'm not going to answer
I'm not going to fall for another disaster
That you put me through, and I don't deserve this
No I don't deserve this

If I had just one bullet, and a trigger I'd pull it

Shoot my cupid out of the sky
Break off his wings and gouge out his eyes
And thank him for nothing, cause that's all that he gave to me
Your love is my heart disease [x2]

I don't care anymore [x6]
about you
I don't care anymore [x6]
I'm better off [x4]

Shoot my cupid out of the sky
Break off his wings and gouge out his eyes
And thank him for nothing, 'cause that's all that he gave to me
Your love is my heart disease

Shoot my cupid out of the sky
Break off his wings and ask him just why
He played such a sick joke on the fool that is me
And curse me with this sickness
Your love is my heart disease.

hecho

¿Agregaste todas las palabras desconocidas de esta canción?