domingo, 3 de julho de 2011

Cold

You have a way of coming easily to me.
And when you take, you take the very best of me.
So I start a fight 'cause I need to feel somethin'
And you do what you want 'cause I'm not what you wanted.
...
You put up walls and paint them all a shade of gray.
And I stood there lovin' you and washed them all away.
And you come away with a great little story of a mess of a dreamer with the nerve to adore you.
...
You never did give a damn thing, honey.
But I cried, cried for you.
And I know you wouldn't have told nobody if I died, died for you.
Died for you...
...
Oh, what a shame.
What a rainy ending given to a perfect day.
Just walk away, no use defending words that you will never say.

Cold As You - Taylor Swift

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