No, we're not gonna win as long as some pretty girl wil sing
A sad ballad, an empty song. open her legs up to the world
We learned something, something for real, never trust anyone they already have a deal
Promises are broken as if they're never made. Do I really have to cry to pretend I really care?
Sorry, we're not gonna win. You show us your empty glass of vodka and gin
Broken hearts and broken dreams by a man who calls himself the king
Say it yourself: how's 10 plus 10. write all down with your pen
Are you happy now, is this what you want? Success and the scene the only things that count
We learned something, something for real, never trust anyone they already have a deal
Promises are broken as if they're never made. Do I really have to cry to pretend I really care?
We learned something, something for real, never trust anyone they already have a deal
Promises are broken as if they're never made. Do I really have to cry to pretend I really care?