martes, 9 de agosto de 2011




I'm holding on your rope got me ten feet off the ground. And I'm hearing what you say but I just can't make a sound. You tell me that you need me then you go and cut me down but wait, you tell me that you're sorry didn't think I'd turn around and say that


it's too late to apologize,

it's too late .

I'd take another chance, take a fall, take a shot for you, and I need you like a heart needs a beat but that's nothing new. I loved you with a fire red, now it's turning blue and you say sorry like the angel heaven let me think was you, but I'm afraid it's too late to apologize,

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I'm holding on your rope got me ten feet off the ground

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