Target Wrapped around my Head
Douce sufferance Pourquoi s’acharner ? Tu recommences. Je ne suis qu’un être sans importance. Je suis un peu paro Je
Douce sufferance Pourquoi s’acharner ? Tu recommences. Je ne suis qu’un être sans importance. Je suis un peu paro Je
proud. be proud of me i ache to hear words like this. and you say it. but i cannot hear
you lie. you say it again. you lie. i know so because you couldn’t. you wouldn’t! you lie! i know.
i tried, i did. i tried but couldn’t i’m running so fast i almost did but couldn’t. i couldn’t keep
She wished to speak. She tried but couldn’t. “I’m fine,” she said. “Really, I am.”
An old woman gray streaks her hair rocking on the porch day after day waiting for one who never comes
But no one listens to her because she doesn’t have a pretty face to match her pretty mind
Remember the day when i borrowed your new car and dented it? i thought you’d kill me but you didn’t.