Fredagsdepp...
When I love you
It's so untrue
I can't even convince myself
When I'm speaking
It's the voice of someone else
You can't play on broken strings
You can't feel anything
That your heart don't want to feel
I can't tell you something that aint real
Oh the truth hurts
And the lies worse
I can't like it anymore
And I love you a little less than before
Oh what are we doing
We are turning into dust
Playing house in the ruins of us
Running back through the fire
When there's nothing left to say
It's like chasing the very last train
When it's too late
Oh it tears me up
I tried to hold on but it hurts too much
Jag antar att man inte kan styra över sina känslor. Huvudet vill så otroligt gärna, men hjärtat lyder inte.
It's so untrue
I can't even convince myself
When I'm speaking
It's the voice of someone else
You can't play on broken strings
You can't feel anything
That your heart don't want to feel
I can't tell you something that aint real
Oh the truth hurts
And the lies worse
I can't like it anymore
And I love you a little less than before
Oh what are we doing
We are turning into dust
Playing house in the ruins of us
Running back through the fire
When there's nothing left to say
It's like chasing the very last train
When it's too late
Oh it tears me up
I tried to hold on but it hurts too much
Jag antar att man inte kan styra över sina känslor. Huvudet vill så otroligt gärna, men hjärtat lyder inte.
Kommentarer
Postat av: Linda N
Det är bättre att försöka tvinga huvudet att lyssna på hjärtat, där finns sanningen.
Postat av: Carro
Vad har hänt?
Postat av: Louise
waz up darling
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