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I don't fight Never liked drama in my life Sometimes I flight I believe We can find ways to understand Heart on my sleeve You've got the sweetest way of lifting me up I've never stood so tall But you've got the coldest way of bringing me down With no words at all So I'll stand out in the road till we're at peace again I'll run the taxi meter till we're home and then As you pick up your weapon in the argument I'll lay mine down, put white flags on the door framе Aftermath Try to let go but it's the past that pulls mе back Choose your words I shouldn't take them to my heart, that's where it hurts But I'm not the first You've got the sweetest way of lifting me up I've never stood so tall But you've got the coldest way of bringing me down With no words at all Letras de canciones So I'll stand out in the road till we're at peace again I'll run the taxi meter till we're home and then As you pick up your weapon in the argument I'll lay mine down, put white flags on the door frame So I'll stand out in the road till we're at peace again I'll run the taxi meter till we're home and then As you pick up your weapon in the argument I'll lay mine down, put white flags on the door frame So I'll stand out in the road till we're at peace again I'll run the taxi meter till we're home and then As you pick up your weapon in the argument I'll lay mine down, put white flags on the door frame So I'll stand out in the road till we're at peace again I'll run the taxi meter till we're home and then As you pick up your weapon in the argument I'll lay mine down, put white flags on the door frame From Letras Mania