So congratulations Break a leg tonight, what a shame I heard the understudy died under the knife Crying backwards under bedroom lights The operation I don't think you'll ever want to love me You'd gotta listen to your doctor, doctor Sober up and bury the empty cup In a backyard of Seattle we used to lie When I sew you up Don't let me stop bleeding Tiny stitches That you placed into my skin Won't let me go, oh no, oh no And they're ruining the mood So I'll toast every beat of my heart Like a miracle And I don't think you'll ever want to love me You gotta listen to your doctor, doctors lie, lie, lie If the dollar is right, oh, my sweet little girl Hold your mouth and you'll be alright Gather round, gather round Ladies and gentlemen Come from far come from wide The moment you've all been waiting for Tonight, join us as we explore The spine-chilling mystery of death And the miracle of resurrection Please understand me When I'd rather see you dead Than live without me So thirsty for more Beyond the sea blue light I met the love of my life She'd rather see me dead Than face me I like your starry eyes They yell surprise, surprise I'm in love but not for long Our operation Call off the operation Our operation Call off , off, off Another wave has turned its back on me Crashed back on the eyes of the first I see Can't count on anything For you I'd count the salt under the sea © WB MUSIC CORP.; BEFORE TODAY MUSIC CO; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com