Comes a time When saying sorry won't do When saying I love you is a habitude When I grow tired of me and you When hate takes over and love is lost
There was a time When I gave up my life and yours To live one that didn't last A life of acting and faking
Now its time To stop this constant control To break out of this role To wash your smell off my skin To scratch you from under my skin
Love is colder than death Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |