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| SOMETHING LOVERS DON'T MAKE
I can('t) call you my sweetheart 'cause it sounds too scary but I picked some flowers up at the cemetery If I hold you in my arms you will tear my eyes apart but nothing will last 'cause I know there ain't nothing to hold on and it's late 'cause there's nothing else to do to carry on love is something lovers don't make
Now it's creepy now it's dark and your back's a bleeding scar
I cannot rescue you're falling from grace next time you leave me I'll put you to rest now I can't take it my heart now is breaking but don't get me wrong love is something lovers don't make they want to fuck and tear your eyes apart they want to fuck and tell the world that nothing lasts
You were so beautiful I was so dead I wanna take you to my private hell I wanna love you through the darkest night Don't play don't lie don't fuck around 'cause I know there ain't nothing to hold on and I know that it's late 'cause there's nothing else to do to carry on Love is something lovers don't make they want to fuck and tear your eyes apart they want to fuck and tell the world that nothing ever lasts lasts
Edited by Gio;o) - 5/10/2009, 17:04
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