Keep calling me baby.
Screwed up badly the last time
Didn't take the chance to make it right, right, right
Figured there was no next time
'cause I'd been kicking up a storm
I'd been starting up a fight
I was standing ready in the front line
where every little sound you make is a lie, lie, lie
So hard to keep my head tight
Couldn't bend my chords when I tried, tried, tried.
Jag trodde kärlek skulle vara något vackert,
som inte gjorde ont eller hade några baksidor.
som inte gjorde ont eller hade några baksidor.
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Postat av: Loppan
Haiku, ska du se Håkan i Gbg i år igen?
Puss.
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