Lletres: Wreckers. Stand Still, Look Pretty. The Good Kind.

Do you wanna runaway together
I would say it was your best line ever
Too bad I fell for it and I walked along
Waiting for you to come along
Take my tortured heart by the hand and write me off

Do you know I cry?
Do you know I die?
Do you know I cry?
And it's not the good kind

Oh you forced me to become strong
When I just craved being weak
And you think you know
And I would like to think so
But do you know that when you go I fall apart

Do you know I cry?
Do you know I die?
Do you know I cry?
And it's not the good kind
No, you're not the good kind

I'm tired of hiding
Behind these lying eyes
How I'm tired of this smile
That even I don't recognize

Do you know I cry?
Do you know I die?
Do you know I cry?
And it's not the good kind

Do you know I cry?
Do you know I die?
Do you know I cry?
And it's not the good kind

Do you know I cry?
Do you know I die?
Do you know I cry?
And it's not the good kind
No, you're not the good kind

Do You know I cry?