Ja. Men lite så

Your sorry eyes, they cut through bone.
They make it hard to leave you alone.
Leave you here wearing your wounds
Waving your guns at somebody new.

Baby you're lost
Baby you're lost
Baby you're a lost cause.

There's too many people you used to know
They see you coming, they see you go.
They know your secrets, and you know theirs
This town is crazy, but nobody cares.

I'm tired of fightin'
I'm tired of fightin'
Fighting for a lost cause

There's a place where you are going
You ain't never been before
There's no one laughing at your back now
No one standing at your door
Is that what you thought love was for?

Postat av: Frida

OJ. läskigt passande text.

okokokok tror att jag måste träffa dig snart vill prata med dig osv och allt

2008-11-13 @ 21:43:46
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Postat av: Hanna

bah du jag ringer dig imorgon

2008-11-13 @ 22:27:10
URL: http://milkmills.blogspot.com
Postat av: jo

fast från jo

2008-11-13 @ 22:27:30
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