17.6.10

It doesn't matter if we lie / Your sentences never defined you




Should you be scared
When I say sometimes I'd want you dead
So no one else can have you when it ends?
How'd I reach this point on my own
And how fragile right there I was
This is not the first time
That I've watched the end of that thing that had no end
Do you want me caring less
Sometimes we let go of what we need
Why can't you guess how I want to be loved
You can't even tell me what of me you need

[obrigada]