subota, 16.09.2006.
call me when you are sober
don't cry to me
if you loved me
you would be here with me
you want me
come find me
make up your mind
should i let you fall?
lose it all?
so maybe you can remember yourself.
can't keep bealiving
we're only deceiving ourselves.
i'm sick of the lie
and you're too late.
don't cry to me
if you loved me
you would be here with me
you want me
come find me
make up your mind
couldn't take the blame
sick with shame.
must be exhausting to lose your own game.
selfishly hated
no wonder you're jaded.
you can't play the victim this time,
and you're too late.
you never call me when you're sober
you only want it cause
it's over,
it's over
how could i have burned paradise?
how could i-you were never mine.
so you don't cry to me
if you loved me
you would be here with me
don't lie to me
just get your things.
i've made up your mind.
