Nhạc sĩ: Nelly Furtado, Gerald Eaton, Brian West
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He wants to be
With everything under the sun
And like a legend who rises and then falls
I cannot be his only one
He makes me feel
He makes me feel
Like he used to
Whoa
Like he used to
He makes me feel
He makes me feel
Like he used to
Whoa
Like he used to
And like a fickle flower
When it first sees the light
I cannot show
Just how I'm lost
And like a fickle flower
When it first sees the light
I cannot show
Just how I'm lost
Baby, I saw you walking
It was after midnight
Carrying nothing except for a flashlight
You wanted to be wrong
You're so low at my window
You wanted to be wrong
You're so low at my window
Will you look at me
If you believe it's chivalry
Will you look at me
If you believe it's chivalry
Before I do nothing
You look low
You bow to my soul
You bow to my soul
I do nothing
You look low
You bow to my soul
I know you want to
You drink from the purest wine
From the purest wine
But the drink is for more power
Than you will ever think
Think, think, think, think, think
Think, think, think, think, think
Think, think, think, think
You feel my blood running
My blood running
Through the ocean
I know you try
I know you try
But you can't 돋
I know you try
She's my champion
She's a perfect
To me
I do Cristina
Do you love me
Do you want me
I cannot be his only one
And like a cat that's cold, a cat that's warm
She'll never see what she did wrong
So like this legend that rises and it falls
I'll never be his only one