terça-feira, 14 de junho de 2011

When I used to go out I would know everyone that I saw...



You've got a nerve to be asking a favor
You've got a nerve to be calling my number, I know,
We've been through this before.
Can't you hear me I'm, pounding on your door
Can't you see me i'm, calling out your name


...Now I go out alone if I go out at all

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