I know your teeth are shut and proud
But there are rhythms in the city
That make your head feel loud
Uh-huh so get it out, get it out
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
I remember you happy (I remember it all)
I'm having a hard time reconciling this whole 'if you love someone, let them go, and if they come back they're yours' bullshit. What's the line between loving someone enough to let go and not caring enough to stop them?