Slová
You left a hole in my chest when you left
And my heart followed you out the door
And I stood and bled in the hall, watched it all
And the mess that it left on the floor
If I gave you less, would you want me more?
And you could've said anything at all
Ooh, embers in the dark
Can look just like shooting stars
To a bitter, broken heart
Oh, I wish I hadn't burned this city down
'Cause you didn't care, no, you didn't care
Yeah, I burned LA down
And you left me there, oh, you left me there
I waste my breath on a prayer, you don't care
I was never a part of your plan
You can't make a God of somebody
Who's not even half of a half-decent man
Ooh, embers in the dark
Can look just like shooting stars
To a bitter, broken heart
Oh, I wish I hadn't burned this city down
'Cause you didn't care, no, you didn't care
Yeah, I burned LA down
And you left me there, oh, you left me there
I burned this city down
'Cause you didn't care, no, you didn't care
Yeah, I burned LA down
And you left me there, oh, you left me there
You left a hole in my chest when you left
And my heart followed you out the door
Michael Seamus Crossey, Noah Cyrus, Peter James Harding
Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group