Apr 22, 2009 23:25
It's like the way we fight
The times I've cried
We come to blows
And every night
The passion's there
So it's got to be right,
Right?
No I don't believe you
When you say don't come around here no more
I won't remind you
You said we wouldn't be apart
No I don't believe you
When you say you don't need me anymore
So don't pretend to
Not love me at all
I don't believe you
Is this stupid that I'm beginning to believe this?