No puedo seguir, no quiero fingir. Aún me haces sentir. Pero no puedo evitar tanto llorar. Ven, siéntate, hay que hablar. . No sé qué pasó entre tú y yo.
No puedo esperar más sin tenerte junto a mí. Desesperación es que no estés aquí. . Que no estés para verme caer. Y me pueda tu voz levantar. Qué difícil se vuelve lograr respirar.
Que desquiciante es vivir con la razón de tu lado. Esa manera de hablar con semejante bocado. Que me anticipes el fin de algo que no ha comenzado. Que te platique mi día y que te gane el cansancio.
Hay recuerdos que se vuelven lágrimas. junto al miedo de volverme a enamorar.... Mi voz se había perdido,. hasta el sentido al hablar.. . Con sólo escucharte,.
No puedo esperar más sin tenerte junto a mí. Desesperación es que no estes aquí. Que no estes para verme caer. Ni me pueda tu voz levantar. Que dificil se vuelve lograr respirar.
Estoy cansada de buscarte,. estoy cansada de esperarte.. Uhuuuu... Uhuuuu.... Yo ya no quiero lastimarme,. es tiempo para resignarme.. . Será que un día llegará.
She got the mmm, brown eyes, caramel thighs. Long hair, no wedding ring, hey. I saw you lookin' from across the way. . And now I really wanna know your name.
I gave all my oxygen to people that could breathe. I gave away my money and now we don't even speak. I drove miles and miles, but would you do the same for me?.
The club isn't the best place to find a lover. So the bar is where I go. Me and my friends at the table doing shots. Drinking fast, and then we talk slow.
Stevie was a boy. Who turned into a man. He never had no master plan. But I knew that he could. Find right from wrong. Sing me a different song. He told me which road to take.
Take me with you I do declare. I love you dearly through here and there. What can I do to make you share?. What can I do to make you care?. . The world is harsh.
Oh, woah. Oh, woah mmm. Oh, woah mmm. . Come on skinny love just last the year. Pour a little salt we were never here. My my my - my my my. My my. Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer.
Just give me a pen and I'll write my worries. Now and again I'll try and not see that you don't care. Taking the time to taste and savour. Life's bitter wine and childish behaviour.
On Saturday I know that you're coming up to see me. When I go away things will change. And you'll never know it was easy. It won't help pretending that we'll stay close.
You're not her. Though I try to see you differently. I towed the line, you see. I'm searching for what used to be mine, oh. And I saw your eyes. And I saw Alice staring back at me.
I woke up early looking out my window. At the Amsterdam sky. Oh baby I was high last night. Cafe clouds and red lights. When I gotcha in mind. You slowed down time.
You look so wonderful in your dress. I love your hair like that. The way it falls on the side of your neck. Down your shoulders and back. We are surrounded by all of these lies and people that talk too much.
She's reinventing loving me. When we're resembling cutlery on the sofa. It must have been about 5.01. Like my blue ripped jeans. . And my eyes are closed.
You're just a small bump unborn. In four months you're brought to life. Might be left with my hair. But you'll have your mother's eyes. . I'll hold your body in my hands.
Filled up with doubt. I have to move home. But I want to stay with you. For all of the summer. I have my plan. That you wont remember. If you want to see the world.