Monday, January 07, 2008

It's my fault again.
I'm sorry.
For all the times wasted, never trying.




And there he goes, so perfectly,
The kind of flawless I wish I could be
She'd better hold him tight, give him all her love
Look in those beautiful eyes and know she's lucky cause


He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
The only one who's got enough of me to break my heart
He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do
He's the time taken up, but there's never enough
And he's all that I need to fall into..



Cause if i got you,
i don't need money.
i don't need cars,
Boy, you're my all.


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