why did i believe in you
when the radio is playing sweet sad songs of love,
my head is weing a ton it's so tough.
i've been trying so hard for suchs a damn long time,
but you tearing it apart and seems to be just fine.
you lied you tried to hurt me bad
i cried i'm tired was o so sad
but now my love has died and i decide there's nothing to be sad about.
while i'm walking on the steet with tears a cross my cheak
high heels and senseles feet
i feeling so damn weak
but why did i believe in you at all
and why do i believe in you to make that call
xxx
siska
my head is weing a ton it's so tough.
i've been trying so hard for suchs a damn long time,
but you tearing it apart and seems to be just fine.
you lied you tried to hurt me bad
i cried i'm tired was o so sad
but now my love has died and i decide there's nothing to be sad about.
while i'm walking on the steet with tears a cross my cheak
high heels and senseles feet
i feeling so damn weak
but why did i believe in you at all
and why do i believe in you to make that call
xxx
siska
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| Gecontroleerd door: Firebolt | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 16 juni 2003 | ||
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