it has to stop
What are you gona do,
If you don’t wane do it anymore.
When your hart says it has to stop,
But even says that you have to go on with it.
Tell him that you like him,
Say that you miss him.
You mean it,
But he sees it as a game.
Trying to make him understand,
You mean it for real.
But he won’t listen.
If you don’t wane do it anymore.
When your hart says it has to stop,
But even says that you have to go on with it.
Tell him that you like him,
Say that you miss him.
You mean it,
But he sees it as a game.
Trying to make him understand,
You mean it for real.
But he won’t listen.
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| Auteur: Little Flower | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: pantarhei | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 03 november 2010 | ||
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