joi, 18 aprilie 2013

He broke my heart




Give me the respect, forgive me and forget
We've got to get a grip, living on the edge
I barely even know this f-ck-ng man in my bed
And if there's too much on my plate, then I ain't finishing my veg
And if anybody said the grass is greener on the other side
Well it ain't, swear on my mother's life
You got me wrapped up in your shit
I'm feeling mummified
I've only ever had this fucking feeling in my stomach twice
You gave me what I needed, and I gave him everything he wanted
Miss something 'bout your cleavage
Now why can't put my fingers on it
You're taking me the deepest
I thought that he was gonna vomit
You've got a noose around my neck, but i'm still hanging on
We've nearly reached the finish line up in our marathon
I spat a verse, he sang a song
He broke my heart, I took some Gaviscon

I just can't keep hanging on, with you, with me.

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