Tekster:
New Found Glory Tip Of The Iceberg

waiting Wondering when will I see you again? This is just the tip of the iceberg No bone in my body tells me I deserve her This is just the tip of the iceberg

So let's put the past behind us Focus on what's next When you write me off for good Make sure that it sticks For a while I've been under your spell It

shit ever end? I go down to the matinee such stupid shit I see as middle class suburban kids grubbing money off of me Tough guys staring picking fights with new

a shred of hope and thoughts till I see you again All this time I'm waiting Wondering When will I see you again? [x2] This is just the tip of the iceberg

: Could it be that I've mistaken you For someone who can heal my pain But you steal every breath of air that comes out of my lungs But I can't keep,

: So lets put the past behind us, And focus on what's next When you write me off for good, Make sure that it sticks For a while I've been under your

: [Originally by Lifetime] When I feel that coming tension I wanna run in your direction. When panics got me by the collar I need to go your way. If

Could it be that I've mistaken you For someone who can heal my pain But you steal every breath of air that comes out of my lungs But I can't keep, keep

and gold appear the same It's intense hope that makes us try So we go on and play the game And once again we get attached And think we've found the answer