This is a letter I started and I'll ever get the chance to finish it I left the spaces here for you to fill in Cross them out, cross me out of the picture
We've been living a weeks worth of truth In a years worth of lies Now I feel so damaged, so broken, so hollow Now reach out for me touch these cracking ribs
Sometimes I think you forgot my name Sometimes I feel you forget my face
The way you lick your lips Your body temperature climbs you look at me Like you were looking at last night The way you lick your lips Your body temperature climbs
Sometimes I think you forgot my name Sometimes I feel you forget my faceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.