Wish we could turn back time, to the good ol' ...
Wish we could turn back time, to the good ol' days,
When our momma sang us to sleep but now we're stressed out.
Try try try, to follow the rules
I break every one of them with boys like you
Times that I've seen you lose your way
You're not in control and you won't be told
We're building it up
To break it back down
Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
My momma told me,
Go make yourself some friends,
Or you'll be lonely
Since I can recall music was a light in the dark
The rustle of the trees lit a spark inside my heart
Blood in the breeze
And I hope that you remember me
Muzyka to chińska łamigłówka, którą każdy rozwiązuje po swojemu i zawsze dobrze, bo jest bez rozwiązania.
I'm prepared for this
I never shoot to miss
I know I'm not the only one
Who regrets the things they've done