sábado, 22 de mayo de 2010

And when it rains,
On this side of town it touches, everything.
Just say it again and mean it.
We don't miss a thing.
You made yourself look bad
At the bottom of the blackest hole
And convinced yourself that
It's not the reason you don't see the sun anymore
And when it rains,
You always find an escape
Just running away,
From all of the ones who love you,
From everything.
Take these chances to turn it around.
Take these chances, we'll make it somehow
And take these chances to turn it around.
Just turn it around.
Oh I never saw it coming.
Oh, I need an ending.
So why can't you stay
Just long enough to explain?
You can take your time, take my time.

— Paramore; When It Rains.