If you could envision
The meaning of a tragedy…oooh
You might be surprised to hear it’s you and me
When it comes down to it
You never made the most of it…oooh
So I cried, cried, cried
And now, say goodbye
And I won’t be made a fool of…
Don’t call this love
When did you decide
I didn’t have enough to buy?
Forgive and forget you a thousand times
For the fire and the sleepless nights
And I won’t be made a fool of…
Don’t call this love
I don’t call this love
…la la la la la la love
Why did you feel the need to prove that everybody else was right?…
No I… won’t fight
Oh you’re my tragedy… tragedy
Oh you’re my Tragedy,
Oh this is ohhh no no no
praeityje ir pasaulis saves ligi galo nesusinaikino. Tik pora Japonijos miestu ir likusi pavojinga pusiausvyra tarp ass & mouth, rytu & vakaru, juodu & raudonu, geru & blogu, blondinu & brunetu, pionieriu & skautu, kairiu & desiniu
Vieno tukstancio devyniu simtu keturiu su puse desimciu musu dievo metu paukscio gegutes devintadieni baigesi chaosas ir nesantaika kai maisesi dangus ir zeme. Bobute ir senelis liko gyvi. Ir to pasekoje as cia esu. Salmai viksrai minos ir skeveldros liko
He sees you when you're sleeping (Big Bro!)
He knows when you're awake (Big Bro!)
He knows if you been bad or good (Tabloidas)
So be good for goodness sake
Oh, you better watch out, you better not cry
Better not pout, I'm tellin' you why