No sir, 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

CHORUS:
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 possibilities
I'm sure you've heard

CHORUS:

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

CHORUS:

Now I can't trust myself
With anything but this
And that's what you get
When you let your heart win, whoa