domingo, 3 de outubro de 2010

Point Of View

     I'm getting tired of asking, this is the final time: So, did I make you happy? Because you cried an ocean, and there's a thousand lines about the way you smile, written in my mind, but every single word's a lie.
    I never wanted everything to end this way, but you can take the bluest sky and turn it grey, I swore to you that I would do my best for change, but you said don't matter. I'm looking at you from another point of view, I don't know how the hell I fell in love with u, I'd never wish anyone to feel the way I do! 
 
   

     Is this a sign from heaven? Showing me the light? Was this supposed to happen? I'm better off without u, so you can leave tonight, and don't you dare come back and try to make things right, 'cuz  I'll be ready for a fight. (..)
   And you said, and you said, and you said, and you said, and you said, and you sai, 'cuz  you said it don't matter.

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