I've got an itch,
That i can't scratch,
It's all the wonderful things you've done to me,
I've got an itch,
That i can't scratch,
Cause if i do it will make my soul fly.
Tied down,
Locked down,
Backs turned,
Heav heart,
Knowing i can never trust,
A single soul like you again,
I gave you my heart,
And you pulled the right strings,
I gave you my soul,
But you gave it back.
All fixed and repaired,
My heart now stops when i see your beautiful face,
My soul now frowns,
When i see you not talking to me.
I hate the fact your happy without me.
I love the fact,
That i still love you...
xoxo Sorry Zac
