my Boy!

The first time we ever got a chance to be alone we knew that it was wrong to do I guess that’s why I was drawn to you. The 2nd time leads to the 3rd, the 4th, the 7th time. I feel so alive! Pleading joy and fading ecstasy, here it goes again. Sneaking fruit from the forbidden tree, 2weet taste of sin.
You said you knew me well and I had a familiar smell, you asked me how am I ever going to put my trust in you like you want me to, cause I know what you’re prone to do. But you know me because you’re doing it too.
Damn I love you but this is crazy. I have to fight you almost daily
We break up so fast and we, we make up so passionately. Why can’t we just trust each other? You can hate me and be my lover.
Each time you call me home in a sweet refrain saying things will change, you’ll take away the pain.
Then we flashback to the first time you put your spell on me. You envelope me, you feel good as hell to me. Oh leaving you is oh so hard to do!

2 comentários:

Catas disse...

o teu 'boy' vai ser sempre 'o teu boy', independentemente de estarem juntos ou separados, sabes bem...
love you pequena

joão paulo disse...

eu sou o 2º ;)