| [ti:Sweet Pompeii] | |
| [ar:Bastille] | |
| [al:Other People's Heartache Pt.2] | |
| [00:16.30] | You took my heart and you held it in your mouth |
| [00:23.63] | And with a word all my love came rushing out |
| [00:30.97] | And every whisper; it's the worst, emptied out by a single word |
| [00:38.82] | There's a hollow in me now |
| [00:46.14] | It isn't easy for me to let it go |
| [00:53.32] | Cause, I've swallowed every single word |
| [01:00.01] | And, every whisper, every sigh |
| [01:05.01] | Eats away this heart of mine |
| [01:08.76] | And there is a hollow in me now |
| [01:15.60] | So I'll put faith in something I know |
| [01:19.71] | I'm living on such sweet nothing |
| [01:23.24] | But I'm tired of hope with nothing to hold |
| [01:27.17] | I'm living on such sweet nothing |
| [01:30.65] | And it's hard to learn |
| [01:32.60] | And it's hard to love |
| [01:34.72] | If you're giving me such sweet nothing |
| [01:38.18] | Sweet nothing, sweet nothing |
| [01:42.02] | You're giving me |
| [02:00.24] | How am I gonna be an optimist about this? |
| [02:03.94] | How am I gonna be an optimist about this? |
| [02:06.65] | If you close your eyes, does it almost feel like nothing changed at all? |