I hope the ring you gave to her
Turns her finger green.
I hope when you're in bed with her,
You think of me.
I would never wish bad things,
But I don't wish you well.
Could you tell 'bout the flames that burned your words?
I never read your letter
'Cause I knew what you'd say.
Give me that Sunday school answer.
Try to make it all okay.
Does it hurt to know I'll never be there?
Bet it sucks to see my face everywhere.
It was you who chose to end it like you did.
I was the last to know
You knew exactly what you would do
Don’t say you simply lost your way
She may believe you
But I never will
Never again
If she really knows the truth,
She deserves you.
A trophy wife, oh how cute.
Ignorance is bless.
But when your day comes,
And he's through with you.
And he'll be through with you.
You'll die together but alone.
You wrote me in a letter.
What you couldn't say right to my face.
Give me that Sunday school answer.
Repent yourself away.
Does it hurt to know I'll never be there?
Bet it sucks to see my face everywhere.
It was you who chose to end it like you did.
I was the last to know
You knew exactly what you would do
Don’t say you simply lost your way
They may believe you
But I never will
Never again
Never again
will I hear you.
Never again will I miss you.
Never again will I fall to you.
Never.
Never again will I kiss you.
Never again will I want to.
Never again will I love you.
Never!
Does it hurt to know I'll never be there?
Bet it sucks to see my face everywhere.
It was you who chose to end it like you did.
I was the last to know
You knew exactly what you would do.
Don’t say you simply lost your way.
They may believe you
But I never will.
I never will.
I never will.
Never again.
:)
3 comentários:
È dificil não chorar ao ler isto. Mas isso sou eu.
sabes uma coisa? Volta-se sempre a acreditar, por muito que o orgulho esteja ferido, e sabes pq? Pq do outro lado está quem queriamos e nao podemos ter. Aquele que colocou o anel no dedo da outra, e que por muito que quissessemos não vemos feliz.
Mas, a vida tem de continuar, que remédio.
É muito lindo mesmo,e é mesmo dificil chorar sem ler. mas a verdade é que podemos dizer que nunca mais,mas no fundo queriamos voltar ao que era,mesmo sabendo que não devemos nem podemos.
Quando não é para ser, não é. Seja porque motivo for, e quando não se entende o porque é pior.
"n há dor maior q fingir q n doi, o q n mata mas mói" by me
bj meu
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