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You and I get sick, yeah, I know that we can't do this no more.
But baby there you go again, there you go again, making me love you.
Trying to tell you "no" but my body keeps on telling you "yes".
I'd be waking up in the morning, probably hating myself.
And I'd be waking up, feeling satisfied but guilty as hell.
Det är fortfarande bara dig jag vill ha.
You're stuck on my body like a tattoo.
Annons