Before I meet you
I was fine
Maybe I write to much
I know that you aren't not a prize
or a game
Sometimes my heart bite
when you say no
Enough
what I did wrong
It's My imagination
to scare people
You say do with love
what
Falling for you again
hi
I miss you already
since 4
but you don't say nothing to me
I want to see you
When I return working
you
I know that you like what I write
Now I only talk about you
only you
Everyday I think on you
what I do wrong
I don't get it
So I have this passion
for you
Shit
So I have this passion
for you
Shit