18 outubro 2010

Out Of Control.

Are you listening?
Just tell me if you're not...
I'll go away right now if you want.
Just... Let me know one thing...
If am I just a fucking mistake, why'd you make me stay?!
Okay, you don't know...
But that mess makes me sad...
I don't understand... If you don't want me, let me go.
But you don't let.
Please... Decide what you want from me.
'Cause I'm just holding what I haven't got...
Pretending that our past really existed.
And don't look at me like that way.
I loved you... You know that.

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