sábado, outubro 25, 2003

não.......
eu num tava nervosa..........




eu tava triste......


. . . . . . . m a s i s s o n ã o i m p o r t a t a m b é m . . . . . .





Don’t bother saying your sorry
Why don’t you come in?
Smoke all my cigarettes again
Everytime I get no further
How long has it been?
Come on in now
Wipe your feet on my dreams.


You take up my time
Like some cheap magazine
When I could have been
learning something
Well, you know what I mean.


I’ve done this before
And I will do it again
C’mon and kill me baby
While you smile like a friend
Oh and I’ll come running
Just to do it again.


You are that last drink I never should have drunk
You are the body hidden in the trunk
You are the habit I can’t seem to kick
You are my secrets on the front page every week
You are the car I never should have bought
You are the train I never should have caught
You are the cut that makes me hide my face
You are the party that makes me feel my age.


You're like a car crash I can see but I just can’t avoid
You're like a plane I’ve been told I never should board
You're like a film that’s so bad but I’ve just got to stay ‘til the end
Let me tell you - that it’s lucky for you that we’re friends.

outra vez....
de nada valeu.....
joguei por aí minhas palavras... meus sentimentos.



tentei fazer uma coisa parecer o que não era....
mas não vou mais me enganar........
não vou forçar ser mais nada....................





nem bêbada mais eu consigo ficar......

::Pulp - Like a Friend