Saturday, September 19, 2009

Call me selfish call me what you like
I think it's right to want someone for all your own
and not to share her love
And I'll have my way and won't have to say anyway
I've got you
You didn't stand a chance
You want perfection
I see your self destruction
You don't know what you want
It's gonna take you years to find out
I'm not giving up
And when you've had enough you'll take your bruised little head
And you'll come running back to me
You know that I'm gonna be the only one

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