miércoles, 30 de mayo de 2012

Let's talk this over, 
It's not like we're dead.
Was it something I did?
Was it something you said?
Don't leave me hanging
in a city so dead.
Held up so high
on such a breakable thread.

You were all the things I thought I knew
and I thought we could be.
You were everything, everything that I wanted,
we were meant to be, supposed to be, but we lost it.

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