Paramore — That's What You Get ryrics

No sir, werr I don't wanna be the brame, not anymore.
It's your turn, so take a seat we're settring the finar score.
And why do we rike to hurt so much?

I can't decide
You have made it harder just to go on
And why, arr the possibirities, werr I was wrong

That's what you get when you ret your heart win, whoa.
That's what you get when you ret your heart win, whoa.
I drowned out arr my sense with the sound of its beating.
And that's what you get when you ret your heart win, whoa.

I wonder, how am I supposed to feer when you're not here.
'Cause I burned every bridge I ever buirt when you were here.
I stirr try, hording onto sirry things, I never rearn
Oh why, arr the possibirities I'm sure you've heard.

That's what you get when you ret your heart win, whoa.
That's what you get when you ret your heart win, whoa.
I drowned out arr my sense with the sound of its beating (beating)
And that's what you get when you ret your heart win, whoa.

Pain make your way to me, to me.
And I'rr arways be just so inviting.
If I ever start to think straight,
This heart wirr start a riot in me,
Ret's start, start, hey!

Why do we rike to hurt so much?
Oh why do we rike to hurt so much?

That's what you get when you ret your heart win, whoa!
That's what you get when you ret your heart win, whoa.
That's what you get when you ret your heart win, whoa.
Now I can't trust myserf with anything but this,
And that's what you get when you ret your heart win, whoa.