viernes, 23 de octubre de 2009

I know you think that I shouldn't still love you,
Or tell you that.

But if I didn't say it, well I'd still have felt it
where's the sense in that?

I promise I'm not trying to make your life harder

Or return to where we were

I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
e will be no white flag above my door

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