martes, 26 de enero de 2010

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He'll be the perfect man,


Then he'll change suddenly; you wanna cry from the feelin'

He's got a heart of gold but, he'll turn to grey

And you know he gives me, An olive then an arrow in the back

He leaves me breathless, then he kicks me while I'm down.

He leaves me hoping that my love won't show.



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