sábado, 6 de fevereiro de 2010
Our love is broken
I never needed your corrections on everything from how I act to what I say, I never needed words, I never needed hurt, I never needed you to be there everyday. I'm sorry for the way I let go of everything I wanted when you came along but I am never beaten. Broken, not defeated. I know next to you is not where I belong and it's a little late for explanations there isn't anything that you can do and my eyes hurt, hands shiver, so you will listen when I say: Baby, I don't want to stay another minute, I don't want you to say a single word there is no other way I get the final say. No more words, no more lies, no more crying, no more pain, no more hurt, no more trying.