Give me a chance to feel your pain, give me a chance to feel the same. Maybe I am an idiot, but maybe I am just feeling it. Sometimes do you feel this way? Oh I do every single day.
You said that you wanted to get to know me, how much longer do you really need?
How about tomorrow, how about today? You are streaching my heart, like elastic in a way. You walk off today, behind you is no trace, but no tears will be staining my face.
One day you are on AOL, the next day you are not. You said