Monday, November 09, 2009

Can't count on you most of all when i really need it
It's the simple things that you do really hurt my feelings
The more i try, the more i'm starting to see it
This can't work anymore, than you believe it.
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Add how many times I gave you me
Divided by so many memories
And it equals
A promise in the dark
So don't promise me