tisdag 27 maj 2008

you understand...

" This’ll be the last package I ever send your ass
It’s been six months and still no word - I don’t deserve it?

Now it’s too late - I’m on a 1000 downers now, I’m drowsy
And all I wanted was a lousy letter or a call

I hope you know I ripped +all+ of your pictures off the wall

I love you ¤¤¤¤¤¤¤, we coulda been together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can’t sleep and you dream about it
And when you dream I hope you can’t sleep and you scream about it
I hope your conscience eats at you and you can’t breathe without me... "

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