5 maj 2007

Åström

I take back all the things I said
I was drunk and I lost my head
I was mad and I saw red
Now let's crawl back into bed
Don't leave me hanging on this thread

Oh my god what was I thinking
Dirty motherfucking pain
could this be true
How could i call you all those things
whitout blinking
I guess I'm a little out of tune

I don't think you got my point
I don't think you got the joke
I'm a little bit confused
You don't seem to be amused
That joke will never be reused

If you walk out of that door
If you tell me that you wanted more
I wont be calling you no more
I will be camped outside you door

Oh my god what was I thinking
Bloody motherfucking hell
could this be true
How could I call you all those things
whitout blinking
I guess I'm a little out of tune

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