quinta-feira, 25 de março de 2010

I'm sick but I'm pretty baby

"I went to your house
Walked up the stairs
I opened your door without ringing the bell
T walked down the hall
Into your room
Where I could smell you
And I shouldn't be here, without permission
I shouldn't be here

Would you forgive me love
If I danced in your shower
Would you forgive me love
If I laid in your bed
Would you forgive me love
If I stay all afternoon
I burned your incense

I ran a bath
I noticed a letter that sat on you desk
It said "Hello love, I love you so love, meet me at midnight"
And no, it wasn't my writing

So forgive me love
If I cry  in your shower
So forgive me love
For  the salt in your bed
So forgive me love
If I cry all afteernoon"

Representa muito.
Alanis você é demais.
Só não imagino o quanto vc sofreu para escrever assim .

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