June 2010
jag vet det tar tid och jag tror jag vet Vad vi gjorde för fel, passionerat men okontrollerat, ha, idioter Det kommer funka, måste funka nånstans där finns vår plats....
I'm looking at you through the glass... Don't know how much time has passed Oh, god it feels like forever But no one ever tells you that forever Feels like home sitting all alone inside your head How
I just poured my heart out there's bits of it on the floor And I take what's left of it and rinse it under cold water And call him up for more And I say baby, yes I feel stupid to call you, but I'm l