See, whoa, c’est la vie Maybe something’s wrong with me ...

 Muzyka jest stenografią uczuć.

 Ain't nobody
Loves me better than you

 Piosenka jest dobra na wszystko.

 Day after day, I will walk and I will play
But the day after today, I will stop and I will start

 Died last night in my dreams
All the machines had been disconnected

 Try try try, to follow the rules
I break every one of them with boys like you

 I must have called a thousand times to tell you:
"I'm sorry, for everything that I've done"
But when I call you never seem to be home

 Walk my way, I'll share the things that she won't

 I had a one-way ticket to a place where all the demons go
Where the wind don't change

 If I could fly, I'd be coming right back home to you
I think I might give up everything, just ask me to