sexta-feira, 6 de novembro de 2009



All I can ever be to you,
Is a darkness that we knew
And this regret I got accustomed to
Once it was so right
When we were at our high,
Waiting for you in the hotel at night
I knew I hadn't met my match
But every moment we could snatch
I don't know why I got so attached
It's my responsibility,
And You don't owe nothing to me
But to walk away I have no capacity

Ah can I play myself again?
Or should I just be my own best friend?
Not fuck myself in the head with stupid men

My tears dry on their own.

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