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Tekster: Jonas Brothers. Lines, Vines and Trying Times. Don't Speak.

I thought I was cool
But I just looked the fool for so long
Now you're gone, now you're gone, yeah

Don't speak to me
Don't speak to me

I recall all the fights, most of all
All the times you would lie in my arms
Now you're gone, you're gone, yeah

Don't speak to me
Don't deny

There's a lot that you don't notice
When you read between the lines
The future's out of focus
When you're blinded by the light

It's a hope for all the hopeless
In the worst of trying times
I resort to being speechless
'Cause I don't want to lie, yeah
I don't want to lie, don't speak a word

Don't speak to me
Don't speak to me

There's a lot that you don't notice
When you read between the lines
The future's out of focus
When you're blinded by the light

It's a hope for all the hopeless
In the worst of trying times
I resort to being speechless
'Cause I don't want to lie