Текст песни
Every night when i m alone, i can hear your voices in the halls Voices, i can taste your lemonade
Trying to hear your voices in the halls, maybe it s just never really was, playing on your broken speakers
Maybe that s the mystery of us, talking to your ghost when i m asleep, i still stay up late at night
I used to think when you were gone, i could feel the red rain on me
Seventeen and drunk enough to wish, playing on your broken speakers
But every night when i get home, no it s never like what it used to be, every time we drive the coast
But every night when i get home, trying to hear your voices in the halls
Talking to your ghost when i m asleep, but every night when i get home, i could feel the red rain on me
i could feel the red rain on me
Me asleep and warm inside your arms, i can taste your lemonade
Maybe that s the punishment for love, you still hit me like a buzz, me asleep and warm inside your arms
i can hear your voices in the halls
Maybe that s the punishment for love, every time we drive the coast
Every time we drive the coast, no you re never really dead to me
I could feel the red rain on me, you still hit me like a buzz
Maybe that s the mystery of us, i can hear your voices in the halls
Maybe that s the punishment for love, heading toward las vegas in your car
Every night when i m alone, singing to the voices in the halls
Seventeen and drunk enough to wish, i can see you shaking when we kiss Halls, i used to think when you were gone
maybe that s the mystery of us
I can hear your voices in the halls, you still hit me like a buzz In, bittersweet like every summer fling
trying to hear your voices in the halls
I can taste your lemonade, i can taste your lemonade, i could feel the red rain on me
i can taste your lemonade
and keeping up with all your stories
maybe that s the punishment for love
No it s never like what it used to be, i can see you shaking when we kiss, i can hear your voices in the halls
Every night when i m alone, i would still hear voices in the halls
I can hear your voices in the halls, no it s never like what it used to be
and keeping up with all your stories
every night when i m alone
No you re never really dead to me, i could feel the red rain on me
singing to the voices in the halls
I can taste your lemonade, i can taste your lemonade
Maybe that s the mystery of us, playing on your broken speakers
No you re never really dead to me, no it s never like what it used to be Voices, and keeping up with all your stories
I could feel the red rain on me, no you re never really dead to me, you could hear me late at night
maybe it s just never really was
me asleep and warm inside your arms
talking to your ghost when i m asleep
Bittersweet like every summer fling, but every night when i get home Halls, you still hit me like a buzz
maybe that s the punishment for love
Heading toward las vegas in your car, i would still hear voices in the halls, you could hear me late at night
Playing on your broken speakers, singing to the voices in the halls
Playing on your broken speakers, i used to think when you were gone
No it s never like what it used to be, i can taste your lemonade Trees, singing to the voices in the halls
Trying to hear your voices in the halls, maybe that s the mystery of us, maybe it s just never really was
Every time we drive the coast, maybe it s just never really was The, i could feel the red rain on me
But every night when i get home, you could hear me late at night, but every night when i get home
I can hear your voices in the halls, i can hear your voices in the halls