Do you think about me when you call her name?
It is easier that way? And you don't even talk to me... I guess, I wans't that important after all.
Cheers daling, I've got years to wait around for you...
Cheers daling, you give me three cigarettes to smoke ny tears away...
And I die when you mention her name (mine as well)
And I die when she comes around...
And I just die... everytime that I know that you are there... without me.
miércoles, enero 13, 2010
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