Текст: Fast Track (The). Judge And Jury. With Every Breath.

This girl doesn?t know what she does to me
A heart-attack in a little package
I?m in too deep
I?m struck once and down for the count
The heart on your sleeve just knocked me out

My friends don?t see
That everything about her just
Makes me weak

No
Don?t let her go
You?ve got to fight for love with every breath you hold

My dear this condition?s severe as it?s liable to be
A train wreck of introspect
You?ve got me losing sleep
When I said I could do this alone
I guess that statement?s now on hold

My friends don?t see
That everything about her just
Makes me weak

No
Don?t let her go
You?ve got to fight for love with every breath you hold
No
Don?t let her go
Because every road is harder on your own

I?ve been patient and swallowed defeat
But could you be the key to make this heart beat?

My friends don?t see
That everything about her just
Makes me weak

No
Don?t let her go
You?ve got to fight for love with every breath you hold
No
Don?t let her go