Paramore - That''s What You Get

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



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



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 onto silly things

I never learn

Oh why, all the possibilites

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 (beating)

And that''s what you get

when you let your heart win, whoa

Pain, make your way to me, to me

And I''ll always be just so inviting

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?



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