February 2011
2 posts
I thought I told you, he’d be home soon Couldn’t help myself, you’re too good to be true! I fall short each time, Every time he ain’t here, You and your charm creep closer in here, Like a fool for fire I fall, with my pride and all! Like a bomb before explosion, Ticking by your call. You’re the wiser one, disguised from greed, And I’m just a child who belongs on...
