10 letra

When I look at the sky with you
For a reason I don't know
A part of my heart breaks

I couldn't be true
But I was always honest with you
All the trust that's gone in flakes
(Hotch time)

And though I want to hold it tight
The pieces fell like falling snow
We lost the love that no one saves

I couldn't see the endless night
All we had lost its glow
Now we're left with empty shapes

Could this be good?
To you, to me, to us

I guess this is good
To you, not me, to us

orange flavored cigarettes - Letras

• 10
• Cosmopolitan
• orange flavored cigarettes
• pepper