Sunday, April 5, 2009

Retrospect

I'm so tired of waiting
For your sins to come along
If I said you're beautiful
I'd be wrong

Oh, there is nothing baby
When I look into your eyes
But you're so far between your little white lie

Maybe next time
We can both find someone to hold down
someone to hold down

Maybe next time
We can both find someone to hold down
someone to hold down


Anything worth having has a price. Je crois que tous les choses seront toujours amères, avec toi. Mais il vaut la peine. Je ne regrette rien, maintenant.

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