Artist: Paramore
Track: Thats what you get

Lyrics
No sir
Well, I don't wanna be the blame, not anymore
It's your turn, so take a seat we're settling the final score
And why do we like to hurt so much?
I can't decide
You have made it harder just to go on
And why?
All the possibilities
Well, I was wrong

Alright, let's do this

That's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa
That's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa
I drowned out all my sense with the sound of its beating
And that's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa

Ladies and Gentlemen, Taylor York

I wonder, how am I supposed to feel when you're not here?
'Cause I burned every bridge I ever built when you were here
I still try, holding on to silly things, I never learn
Oh, why? All the possibilities, well
I'm sure you've heard

That's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa
That's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa
I drowned out all my sense with the sound of its beating
And that's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa

Now pain, make your way to me, to me
And I'll always be just so inviting
Well, if I ever start to think straight
This heart will start a riot in me
Let's start, start, hey

Why do we like to hurt so much?
Oh, why do we like to hurt so much? Chicago

That's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa

That's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa
That's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa

Now I can't trust myself with anything but this
And that's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa