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partes especificas de inúmeras musicas que me tocam de uma forma pessoal demais.
did i fall out of line when i called you? when i told you i'm fine, you were lied to. how could i think that all that i gave you was enough? cause every time i get too close i just go mess it up
se eu pudesse eu chorava na sua frente. eu choraria na sua frente e pediria "por favor não me dê mais amor porque eu não sei rеtribuir"
need you for the old me. need you for my sanity. need you to remind me where i come from.
jesus christ, i'm so blue all the time. and that's just how i feel, always have and i always will.
what if i never move out? i'd live in the basement my whole life. i got the chills when i said that.
mr. never told me why. mr. never had to see me cry. mr. insincere apology so he doesn't look like the bad guy.
i said: don't be a jerk, don't call me a taxi. sitting in your sweatshirt, crying in the backseat, ooh i just wanna dance with you.