I’m Glad I’m Not You

It’s been a while since we were here
Been too long my fear is
Holding back the memories of your eyes
Scattered notes and broken glass you had left me
All that’s left is shattered hearts
It’s plain enough for us to see that
You’ve got me
You’ve got me

We’re just friends tangled up in loose ends
I feel it coming around again
Let me know where you let your heart go
And I will just pretend
That I have never felt this way
Since you I have never felt this way
Since you
I feel strange
Playing games
It’s no fuss
I’m not in love

Twisted tunes, a melody of spite
If you give me the words then I might
Let go unknown feelings
Telling me that I cannot fight
When you speak that shite
Let go unknown feelings
Telling me that
You’ve got me
You’ve got me

We’re just friends tangled up in loose ends
I feel it coming around again
Let me know where you let your heart go
And I will just pretend
That I have never felt this way
Since you I have never felt this way
Since you
I feel strange
Playing games
It’s no fuss
I’m not in love

I lost it in your kiss, your lips,
Sweetness, in your smile
Your words make me whole
But your scars demand a healer’s touch
It’s true
I’m glad I’m not you

Похожие новости.

Patience

(with Damian Marley) Sabali, Sabali, Sabali, yonkont? Sabali, Sabali, Sabali, kiye Ni k?ra m?g? Sabali, Sabali, Sabali, yonkont? Sabali, Sabali, Sabali, kagni Ni k?ra m?g? Some of the smartest dummies Can't read the language of Egyptian mummies An' a

Сумна Пісня

Порожня, змарнована, звана чужим ім’ям, Розвіяна вітром, зпалена полум’ям, Розділена навпіл, розбита надвоє Летіла, летіла я вниз головою. Не втілена в жаль, розбещена, Без світла в душі, без сну, без сорому, Я чиста, я вільна, я

Alejandro

I know that we are young And I know that you may love me But I just can't be with you like this anymore Alejandro She's got both hands In her pocket And she won't look

Жизнь — Игра

Жизнь - это игра вроде аркады, На самом сложном уровне реальности и правды. Главное надо С детского сада И до пенсии не быть частью тупорылого стада. Жизнь типа квеста Трипы в детство Доводят индивидов до инвалидного кресла. Головоломки

Easy

(GUCCI MANE VERSE) Hot dammit its a miracle, Please adjust the temperature, I switched up the interior in my european 50. Damn Gucci lyrical. Nah I ain’t lyrical but my bracelet