Tro PÃ¥ Varann
I make up hundreds so I know how to make love
There, you can have my youth, I know I have loved
Started to see him, 'till when I married him
To yearn admits you're outside to me
Grow up
I have seen these all my life, perhaps a lot more
And I have been so naive
All move and try he knew not
And your spangle, how it hurts, and I have feelings
To yearn admits you're outside to me
Grow up
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i've got it now, a thorn in my side the size of a cadillac. drive it through, cause backin' up now would be next to impossible. i had it all. when i was with you i forgot about everything. eighteen months, eighteen months seems like fucking eternity... but you'll be there, to dry my eyes when i breathe you in. in ninety seven... in ninety seven. i've got it now, like a thorn in my side the size of a cadillac. drive it through, cause backin' up now would be next to impossible. i had it all. when i was with you i forgot about everything. eighteen months... i won't breathe for eighteen months. i don't deserve this... i don't deserve this... i don't deserve this. no, i don't deserve this... i don't deserve this. no, i don't deserve this... i don't deserve this. no, i don't deserve this. no, i don't deserve this. no, i don't deserve this, no.