Sabtu, Disember 26


You left me hanging from a thread we once swung from together

I’ve lick my wounds but I can’t ever see them getting better

Something’s gotta change

Things cannot stay the same

Her hair was pressed against her face, her eyes were red with anger

Enraged by things unsaid and empty beds and bad behavior

Something’s gotta change

It must be rearranged, oh

I’m sorry, I did not mean to hurt my little girl

It’s beyond me, I cannot carry the weight of the heavy world

So goodnight, goodnight, goodnight, goodnight

Goodnight, goodnight, goodnight, goodnight

Goodnight, hope that things work out all right.

1 ulasan:

hany berkata...

*word less* i also hope that things wil work out right...