Said again for you.

When?

When I told my heart.

So it doesn't back then.

Doesn't back a day too.

That always, always well, maybe say that things will be good, but all that turned out to be breaking dishes in the kitchen.

I get it.

Wait.

What?

My friends, they call me when you say that you say that things will be history.

You?

Yeah, you wait.