tisdag 10 april 2012

How many I told yous and start overs and shoulders
Have you cried on before?
How many promises, be honest girl
How many tears you let hit the floor?

Christmas wasn't merry, 14th of February
Not one of 'em spent with you
How many dinner dates, set dinner plates
And he didn't even touch his food?

How many torn photographs I saw you taping back
Tell me that you couldn't see an open door
But no more.

I'm gonna put you first
I'll show you what you're worth

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