domingo, 30 de enero de 2011

Memories

I bet on you knowing I would lose. Why did I do that?
The chances of losing were too big, but I did it anyway. That's why I never bet, losing is scary and I never got a chance with you.

So why do I keep betting on you? I will never win but I miss you. I need you, I used to need you and I miss that.
I want it back, that thing you stole from me, I want it back. That's why I keep betting. I want my happiness back, therefor I need you. 

I want to be who I used to be before you and that's impossible, 'cause I don't really want that, I want you back.

But you won't come... because I don't need you and you don't need me, because it's over and I'm just in love with a memory.

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