sábado, 29 de noviembre de 2008

How can I decide what's right? When you're clouding up my mind, I can't win your losing fight all the time. Not gonna ever own what's mine, when you’re always taking sides. But you won’t take away my pride, no, not this time. How did we get here? Well, I used to know you so well. How did we get here? Well, I think I know...
The truth is hiding in your eyes and it's hanging on your tongue, just boiling in my blood but you think that I can't see what kind of man that you are (if you're a man at all), well I will figure this one out on my own. I'm screaming I love you so, but my thoughts you can't decode.
Do you see what we've done? We've gone and made such fools of ourselves.

1 comentario:

the buenos aires affair dijo...

quiero que te pongas a escribir.
que te sientes y que pongas todo lo que te salga... juro que quiero leer lo que tenés adentro,te amo sistasoul.(♥)
andá preparando Bandfield para nosotras!