quarta-feira, 4 de novembro de 2009

I confess, it's all true.
I'm a mess, what a fool.
Now what do I do..

I need your help to get up from my knees
I can't seem to see the forest for the trees
As I wait in my silent misery
All I'm asking is please...forgive me!

Now she knows me
She wants me to be
Someone I can't be
and she wants me
and she needs me
and she wants me
Because she loves me

SHATTERED

Now you see inside
I no longer hide
Or fall between the cracks you left behind
Shattered, now you're out of time
You've come this far to be denied
What a shame, I'm to blame.

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