sunnuntai 20. toukokuuta 2012

My gun, your head.



I go through guys like money,
flyin' out the hands,
They try to change me,
but they realize they can't.
And every tomorrow is a day I never plan,
If you're gonna be my man,
you better understand.


I don't play hard to get. I play hard to forget.




It's all false love and affection, 
you don't want me, you just like the attention.





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