Tekstovi: Kind Of Like Spitting. Other. There It Goes, So It Goes.

How can I let you go, it seems so many hearts have. So come on let me know, how well do you know him? And how can I see you anymore? What difference did heart make? I still have some of your clothes. There's some standardized heartbreak and how well do you know him? The one by the door way he's waiting impatient. I'm waiting slow motion sickness. Please don't hold his hand when I'm around. And more than anything you won't let me down. You won't let me down