domingo, 6 de febrero de 2011
Maybe I think, maybe I don’t, maybe I will, maybe I won’t find my way this time I hear you calling me soon. One of these days somebody stays and somebody pays it happens all the time I’ll be leaving, believing you wanted me too. Maybe I’m a fool for walking in line, maybe I should try to lead this time I’m an honest mistake that you make, did you mean to? Love is just a game, broken all the same and I will get over you. Love is just a lie, happens all the time, swear I know this much is true.