You never know what you want,
and you never say what you mean.
but I start to go insane
everytime that you look at me.
You only hear half of what I say,
and you're always showing up too late.
And I know that I should say goodbye,
but it's no use.
Can't be with or without you.
lunes, 21 de febrero de 2011
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