gave, I read in a book. It?s a magazine, all that you?ve never seen. It?s a lot (It?s a lot) ? 3 It?s a lot And it?s not what you thought It?s a lot
ghost Nobody sees You lay down your head But youll never sleep Youll never forget... How you wanted it So much. You said you needed it So much. But
it but i got so excited i can get you what you wanted i can get you what you need you don't care if you don't show up cause I'm not in need you're such
Heavy is the heart That reaches out in vain And tears itself apart And runs back for the same. And many are the songs That only go unheard. But when
coming home and tell me that you wanna be with nobody else but me itd be good it'll be like coming home Its not issue its not the temper, and not cold
who love you Or who come each time you call So throw away the paper And throw away the mail Be bad if you wanna But be prepared to feel But there's
in between And the jig was up when the sun went down It was dark, it was mean, it was black There was not a sound And when the morning papers did not
a big idea, I was gonna let you know. but my voice was strange. it changed before i let it go But first you're so in love, then you're suffocated But
