There's something about the way the street looks when it's just rained.
TRYING TO FIND A PLACE IN THIS WORLD -
lunes, 11 de agosto de 2014
Tú llegaste a mi vida para enseñarme, tú. Supiste encenderme y luego apagarme. Tú te hiciste indispensable para mi. Y con los ojos cerrados te seguí, si yo busqué dolor lo conseguí.. no eres la persona que pensé, que creí, que pedí. Mientes, me haces daño y luego te arrepientes. Ya no tiene caso que lo intentes, no me quedan ganas de sentir. Voy de nuevo recordando lo que soy, sabiendo lo que das y lo que doy, en mi no queda espacio para ti. Y el tiempo hizo lo suyo y comprendí, las cosas no suceden porque si.
sábado, 12 de julio de 2014
sábado, 5 de julio de 2014
All this time I was wasting, hoping you would come around; I've been giving out chances every time and all you do is let me down. And it's taking me this long, baby, but I figured you out. And you're thinking we'll be fine again, but not this time around. You don't have to call anymore, I won't pick up the phone; this is the last straw, don't wanna hurt anymore. And you can say that you're sorry but I don't believe you, baby, like I did before. You're not sorry. Looking so innocent, I might believe you if I didn't know. Could've loved you all my life If you hadn't left me waiting in the cold. And you got your share of singers and I'm tired of being last to know; and now you're asking me to listen cause it's worked each time before. You had me falling for you, honey, and it never would've gone away. You used to shine so bright but I watched all of it fade, so you don't have to call anymore, I won't pick up the phone. This is the last straw, there's nothing left to beg for and you can tell me that you're sorry but I don't believe you, baby, like I did before. You're not sorry.

Suscribirse a:
Entradas (Atom)