Anywhere, I would've followed you Say something, I'm giving up ...

 Muzyka to początek i koniec wszelkiej mowy.

 Want you to take me like a thief in the night
Hold me like a pillow, make me feel right

 In this California king bed
We're ten thousand miles apart

 Za miłość płaci się gorzkimi łzami.

 I don't wanna do this anymore, it's so surreal
I can't survive if this is all that's real

 Sił mi brak i już nie chcę nic wiedzieć,
Mam mętlik w mojej małej głowie.

 Ain't nobody
Loves me better than you

 I get so caught up in the city cloud
But this place is still my first love

 Look at all the hate they keep on showing
I don't want to see that
Look at all the stones they keep on throwing
I don't want to feel that...

 I don't need nobody but you