They Don't Know About don't know about the things we

Camille Harry you call him "baby"We're not talkin'

1: Harry, wanna write you a songOne as beautiful

Harry, hear them calling for you(Ooh, ooh) I hear

1: in a lifetime, it's just rightWe make no

1: I see it in your eyes, you're disappointed'Cause

1: Harry the gold rush, there ain't no reason

se abrió paso a través de un paquete barato

me backGravity's holdin' me backI want you to hold

1: Harry I think I wrote a songThat all

1: do it allEverythingOn our ownWe don't needAnythingOr

1: Jack Duff and Brooklyn me something, tell me

Vers 1Hier om mijn medicijn in te nemen, neem mijn medicijn

Velas queimadas no chãoVestindo menos do que você usou antesSapatos sentados

1: the door, turn the light offI wanna be

EDDIEWritten in these walls are the stories that I can't explainMIKEYes,

myself away, I was sleeping lateYou forgot my nameSick

I might never be your knight in shinin' armorI might never

like strawberries on a summer evenin'And it sounds just

like strawberries on a summer evenin'And it sounds just