why...
"i'm all caught up
i'm losing control,
this girl's got ahold of me..."
damn damn damn... i dunno how to put it really. i wish i knew why.
sometimes i tell myself that there is that slight chance that i'm god's gift to women.
and i figure, if that is what i'm possibly here to do, then dammit, i'm gonna do what god intended me to do! :)
i really don't believe it tho...i don't think i am, really. but sometimes the way i'm treated.. the way i'm talked to, they all might think i am. it rubs off... i start getting ideas... oh well, nothing special.
by the way... someone is getting hurt, whether it is the new girl or the other girl, somebody is getting hurt... because of me.
and i hate it.
i'm losing control,
this girl's got ahold of me..."
damn damn damn... i dunno how to put it really. i wish i knew why.
sometimes i tell myself that there is that slight chance that i'm god's gift to women.
and i figure, if that is what i'm possibly here to do, then dammit, i'm gonna do what god intended me to do! :)
i really don't believe it tho...i don't think i am, really. but sometimes the way i'm treated.. the way i'm talked to, they all might think i am. it rubs off... i start getting ideas... oh well, nothing special.
by the way... someone is getting hurt, whether it is the new girl or the other girl, somebody is getting hurt... because of me.
and i hate it.