All the nights I spend, waiting Time moves so slow Leaning on my friends, complaining Why it's so hard This girl's prepared for war And as for love, who knows what it's good for Except for crying yourself to sleep at night And for blowing down, your little heart Staring at your face, wondering What went wrong I cannot pretend, to be playing Anymore This girl's prepared for war And as for love, who knows what it's good for Except for crying yourself to sleep at night And for blowing down, your little heart This girl's prepared for war And as for love, who knows what it's good for Except for crying yourself to sleep at night And for blowing down, your little heart
All the nights I spend, waiting Time moves so slow Leaning on my friends, complaining Why it's so hard This girl's prepared for war And as for love, who knows what it's good for Except for crying yourself to sleep at night And for blowing down, your little heart Staring at your face, wondering What went wrong I cannot pretend, to be playing Anymore This girl's prepared for war And as for love, who knows what it's good for Except for crying yourself to sleep at night And for blowing down, your little heart This girl's prepared for war And as for love, who knows what it's good for Except for crying yourself to sleep at night And for blowing down, your little heart
