city and colour
so low
ten thousand times i will scream over and over until you notice me until my voice breaks and all this heartache ten thousand times i will scream over and over until you notice me until my voice breaks and all this heartache gently fades away so where are the pictures of you and me put them aside for no one else to see afraid of what they might say not if my heart breaks at least i have your yesterday is there something going on? isn't something going on? you said you want it to be the way it was before now something's going on isn't something going on no it's not gonna be the way it was before