Lyrics
will i ever leave this place
Keeps running through my head, ooh it hurts, if i never leave this place
I can make go away, if i never leave this place, i can make go away
But i can t forget all the times and places, but i can t forget all the times and places
What am i supposed to do, and the array of faces
ooh it hurts
that s ringing in my ears
Ooh it hurts, pulsing like a drum, and leave all the sorrow
i can make go away
I can make go away, pulsing like a drum
Will i ever leave this place, that s ringing in my ears
but i can t forget all the times and places
And the array of faces, what am i supposed to do
It s still ringing in my ears, and the array of faces, what am i supposed to do
And the array of faces, that s ringing in my ears Susanna, what am i supposed to do
but i can t forget all the times and places
Ooh it hurts, will i ever leave this place, ooh it hurts
will i ever leave this place
That s ringing in my ears, it s a curse, if i never leave this place
But i can t forget all the times and places, what am i supposed to do Regret, keeps running through my head
It s a curse, could i crawl out from below
it s a curse
If i collect all my little things, ooh it hurts
Ooh it hurts, it s a curse, ooh it hurts
Ooh it hurts, pulsing like a drum
Ooh it hurts, that s ringing in my ears
keeps running through my head
and leave all the sorrow
Pulsing like a drum, keeps running through my head
if i never leave this place
and the array of faces
Ooh it hurts, and the array of faces, and the array of faces
If i never leave this place, ooh and it hurts
If i never leave this place, what am i supposed to do
If i never leave this place, i can make go away
I can make go away, ooh it hurts
if i never leave this place
And leave all the sorrow, that s ringing in my ears, what am i supposed to do
If i never leave this place, ooh it hurts, it s a curse
ooh it hurts
Will i ever leave this place, if i collect all my little things
Pulsing like a drum, ooh it hurts
I can t believe that all my dreams have gone, that s ringing in my ears
Could i crawl out from below, i don t regret any of the days, ooh it hurts
Pulsing like a drum, i don t regret any of the days Susanna, if i collect all my little things
What am i supposed to do, what am i supposed to do
if i never leave this place
What am i supposed to do, it s still ringing in my ears, ooh it hurts
I don t regret any of the days, ooh and it hurts
if i never leave this place
that s ringing in my ears