Do you wanna runaway together
I would say it was your best line... ever
Too bad I fell for it
And I walked alone
Waiting for you to come along
Take my tortured heart by the hand
And write me off
Do you know I cry
Do you know I die
Do you know I cry
And It's not the good kind
Oh you forced me to become strong
When I just craved being weak
And you think you know
And I would like to think so
But do you know that when you go
I fall apart
Do you know I cry
Do you know I die
Do you know I cry
And It's not the good kind
No you're not the good kind
Showing posts with label jessica harp. Show all posts
Showing posts with label jessica harp. Show all posts
Saturday, February 5, 2011
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