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 Alright, let's do this 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 Ladies and Gentlemen, Taylor York 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 on to silly things, I never learn Oh, why? All the possibilities, well 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 And that's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa Now pain, make your way to me, to me And I'll always be just so inviting Well, 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? Chicago 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 --- That's What You Get - Paramore