combat lover.

Why do we always talk about things like this
Why do we always haunt each other down
Why do we always smoke those cigarettes
And drink a lot of wine
I know the kind of beast that Ive become
I know I dont always show my gratitude
I dont always shut it when Im spoken to
And I dont understand the things that you say. Anymore
I know it doesnt show that I love you

Kommentarer

Kommentera inlägget här:

Namn:
Kom ihåg mig?

E-postadress: (publiceras ej)

URL/Bloggadress:

Kommentar:

Trackback
RSS 2.0