Dienstag, 17. Januar 2012


If it hurts this much, then it must be love.
And it's a lottery, I can't wait to draw your name.
Oh I'm trying to get to you, but time isn't on my side.
If the truth is the worse I could do, then I guess that I have lied.
Keeping me awake, it's been like this now for days.
My heart is out at sea and my head all over the place.
I'm losing sense of time and everything tastes the same.
I'll be home in a day, I fear that's a month too late.

You've taken me to the top and let me fall right back south.
You've had me at the top of the pile and then had me kissing the ground.
We've heard and seen it all and no ones talked us out.
The problems that have come haven't yet torn us down.
Am I, keeping you awake, if I am then just say.
You can make your own decisions, you can make your own mistakes.
I'll live and let die all the promises you made.
But if you lie another time, it'll be a lie that's too late.

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