first version of one republic's apologize music video prior timbaland collaborate with this band...

lyrics

I'm holding on your rope,
Got me ten feet off the ground
I'm hearin what you say but I just can't make a sound
You tell me that you need me
Then you go and cut me down, but wait
You tell me that you're sorry
Didn't think I'd turn around, and say that...

It's too late to apologize, it's too late
I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late

I'd take another chance, take a fall
Take a shot for you
And I need you like a heart needs a beat
But it's nothing new
I loved you with a fire red-
Now it's turning blue, and you say...
"Sorry" like the angel heaven let me think was you
But I'm afraid...

It's too late to apologize, it's too late
I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late

Bridge (guitar/piano)

It's too late to apologize, it's too late
I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late
It's too late to apologize, yeah
I said it's too late to apologize, yeah-
I'm holdin on your rope, got me ten feet off the ground...

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Lyric

Paramore - That's What You Get

No sir,
Well I don't wanna be the blame, not anymore.
It's your turn,
So take a seat we're settling the final score.
And why do we like to hurt, so much?

I can't decide,
You have made it harder just to go on.
And why,
All the possibilities.
Well, I was wrong.

That's what you get when you let your heart win.
Whoa.
That's what you get when you let your heart win.
Whoa.
I drowned out all my sense with,
The sound of it's beating.
That's what you get when you let your heart win.
Whoa.

I wonder,
How am I supposed to feel when you're not here.
Cause I burned,
Every bridge I ever built when you were here.
I still try,
Holding onto silly things, I never learn.
Oh why,
All the possibilities.
I'm sure you've heard.

That's what you get when you let your heart win.
Whoa.
That's what you get when you let your heart win.
Whoa.
I drowned out all my sense with,
The sound of it's beating.
And that's what you get when you let your heart win.
Whoa.

Hey, make your way to me, to me.
And I'll always be just so inviting.
If I,
Ever start to think straight,
This heart,
Will start a riot in me
Let's start, start, hey!

Why do we like to hurt so much?
Oh, why do we like to hurt so much?

That's what you get when you let your heart win.
Whoa.

That's what you get when you let your heart win.
Whoa.
That's what you get when you let your heart win.
Whoa.

Now I can't trust myself with,
Anything but this.
And that's what you get when you let your heart win.
Whoa.

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Kate Ryan - Ella elle l'a

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