Friday, November 7, 2008

I wanna put my heart on the table here, to show the world what it's made of, and its various manifestations.

Go...do, satisfy.

I'm on the other side of where our lives used to be And I can feel alright about whatever's good for me Baby I want to go backYou were supposed to come with me All I ever wanted was to be with you YeahSupposed to come with me Anything I've started now we'll never do

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