15 de março de 2011

" (...) You never did give a damn thing, honey.But I cried, cried for you.And I know you wouldn't have told nobody if I died, died for you.
What a rainy ending give to a perfect day. Every smile you fake is so condescending.Counted all the scars you made.Now that I'm sittin here thinkin' it through, I've never been anywhere cold as you."

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