Letra da Música: Twelve - Berkley Hart

Viola, I know that you're going away
I've let you down and I understand
But I've made a decision, and if you will stay
Tomorrow I'll be a new man

It's no

Wonder that you wanna
Tune out another
Reason you've heard be-
Fore, you've had enough; if
I've made you worry,
Sick, sorry I was
Havin' one more
Late night, 'n'
I never in-
Tended for you to
Live in this
Hell;
Viola, don't go
I'm counting to twelve


No more staggering in like the dead
Slurry and blurry and blind
No more wrecked holidays; no more cold bed
I'm leaving that all behind

It's no

Wonder that you wanna
Tune out another
Reason you've heard be-
Fore, you've had enough; if
I've made you worry,
Sick, sorry I was
Havin' one more
Late night, 'n'
I never in-
Tended for you to
Live in this
Hell;
Viola, don't go
I'm counting to twelve


Viola, I'm ready
To make up for my mistakes
Viola, I'll show ya, I love you enough
To do whatever it takes

It's no

Wonder that you wanna
Tune out another
Reason you've heard be-
Fore, you've had enough; if
I've made you worry,
Sick, sorry I was
Havin' one more
Late night, 'n'
I never in-
Tended for you to
Live in this
Hell;
Viola, don't go
I'm counting to twelve


One, two, three,
Four, five, six,
Seven, eight, nine,
Ten, eleven, twelve