Dover. El Perro Loco. Zeneszám

Why don't you go?
Why don't you go?
Why don't you go?
Why don't you go?
Why don't you go?
Little lies I like it now that I know you're in my hands
Little lies I like it now that I know you're in my hands
Treat me like a mad girl now that I'd fell I would your mind
Never falling appart,
Never walk your road on my side
Never try, never try it
Why don't you go?
Why don't you go?

Why don't you go?
Why don't you go?
... is flying away from me , now I'm changin' to a lie
... is mad away from me , now I'm changin' to a lie
Treat me like a mad girl now that I'd fell I would your mind
Never falling appart,
Never walk your road on my side
Never try, never try it
Why don't you go?