CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : Mailbox

I was getting my mail out of the mailbox
You kept staring (staring)
I just got my mail and went back inside (oh inside)
You came running over to me
Sweat coming down your forehead and your neck
And you said, "let me take you for a joy ride"
I went running back to my door
Away from you (oh no)

I ran, ran, ran
You ran, ran behind m
You grabbed my hand put me down to the ground
I screamed my lungs o-out

Can you hear me I'm screaming, screaming
I'm dying, dying
But you can't hear me (help me)
f**king help me please I'm dying and screaming but you can't hear me

I keep helping you but don't help me when I need you
Help me, help me, help me
La la la la oh no la la
I was there when you needed me
But you were not