domingo, 30 de mayo de 2010




Baby, baby, when we first met, i never felt something so strong. You were like my lover and my best friend, all wrapped in one with a ribbon on it. And all of a sudden you went and left. I didnt know how to follow. Its like a shock that spun me around and now my heart is dead, i feel so empty and hollow. And ill never give myself to another the way i gave it to you. You dont even recognize the ways you hurt me, do you? Its gonna take a miracle to bring me back. And youre the one to blame and now i feel like ... oh! Youre the reason why im thinking i dont wanna smoke on these cigarettes no more. I guess that is what i get for wishful thinking, shouldve never let you enter my door. Next time you wanna go on and leave i should just let you go on and do it 'cause now i'm using like i bleed. Its like i checked into .r e h a b. and baby, youre my disease. 'Cause anytime that you needed me id be there, Its like you were my favorite drug. The only problem is that you were using me in a different way that i was using you. But now that i know its not meant to be i gotta go, i gotta wean myself off of you.
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