segunda-feira, 23 de abril de 2012

"Phone rings, don't wanna pick it up
I'm so scared, I'm gonna say too much
I tip toe around your questions
Why you gotta dig so deep ?

Tears fall and the glasses break, inside these walls
the floor boards shake.
From outside it's alright, long as you looking from fifty feet.
I don't wanna pretend no more, that's it.
I'm going to say it like it is, no more wondering what if.
That ain't the way you oughta live, 'cause I don't want you to love me if you don't wanna love me for me.

A doll house is all that you could see, but it's so far from my reality.
I got problems, I got issues.. sometimes it's all too much for me.
Wrap it up with a pretty little bow, but there are some things you can't sugarcoat
I give it to you anyway, even though it won't taste so sweet."


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