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Mae - Breakdown Mae - Breakdown |
| "It's magic"
She says to me
My hand in her way
She approaches sweetly.
It's enough, when I see
That look in her eyes
Its enough for me to paralyze
Whoa, I'm waiting for the breakdown
Well nothing feels good
Being under the gun
Whoa, I'm waiting for the breakdown
It's tragic
She says to me
A song in the air
We're together, floating
What I miss everyday
Since our goodbye
Was enough for me to realize
Whoa, I'm waiting for the breakdown
Well nothing feels good
Being under the gun
Whoa, I'm waiting for the breakdown
Is it ever gonna come?
Whoa, I'm waiting for the breakdown
Well nothing feels good
Being under the gun
Whoa, I'm waiting for the breakdown
So do care what you wish for
It may come true
But the September sky
How it whispered "I love you"
But I couldn't take it any longer
No I couldn't stand
But the night brought sparks
And the sparks brought flames
And you had to be sure
This wasn't one of those game
But I'm going to show you
If you could just give me tonight, tonight
Its fragile
She says to me
The hair in her eye
She removes it, smiling
There's a wound that I know this song could mend
A step in time for us, will never end
Whoa, I'm waiting for the breakdown
Well nothing feels good
Being under the gun
Whoa, I'm waiting for the breakdown
Is it ever gonna come?
Whoa, I'm waiting for the breakdown
Well nothing feels good
Being under the gun
Whoa, I'm waiting for the breakdown
I'm waiting for the breakdown
I'm waiting for the comedown
Whoa, Whoa, I'm waiting (she says it's magic)
for the breakdown (I'm floating weightless)
whoa, whoa, I'm waiting (she says it's magic)
for the comedown (here comes the breakdown)
Whoa, Whoa, I'm waiting (she says it's magic)
for the breakdown (I'm floating weightless)
Whoa, Whoa, I'm waiting (she says it's magic)
for the comedown (here comes the breakdown)
Whoa, Whoa, I'm waiting (she says it's magic)
for the breakdown (I'm floating weightless)
Whoa, whoa, I'm waiting (she says it's magic)
for the comedown (here comes the breakdown)
Whoa, Whoa, I'm waiting (she says it's magic)
for the breakdown (I'm floating weightless)
Whoa, Whoa, I'm waiting (she says it's magic)
for the comedown (here comes the breakdown)
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Alone:
Paula Abdul:
