27 de julho de 2009

I can cut you into pieces


but my heart is broken
I always say how I don't need you
but you found me, miles and miles away
where were you, when everything was falling apart?
but it's always gonna come right back to this:
the one that wins will be the one that hits the hardest, i mean it, i promise.
but after all, please,
dont leave me, i can't be without you're my perfect little punching bag, dont leave me

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