I love everything about you that hurts
so let me see your moves, let me see your moves
Lips pressed closed to mine, true blue
But the prince of any failing empire knows that
Everybody wants, everybody wants
To drive on through the night if is the drive back home
Things aren't the same anymore
Some nights it gets so bad I almost pick up the phone
Trade baby blues for wide eyed browns
I sleep with your old shirts and walk through this house in your shoes
I know it's strange
It's a strange way of saying that I know I'm supposed to love you.
I'm supposed to love you.
I've already given up on myself twice
Third time is the charm, third time is the charm
Threw caution to the wind, but I got a lousy arm
And I traced your shadows on the walls now I kiss them
Whenever I'm down, whenever I'm down
Figured on not figuring myself out
Things aren't the same anymore
Some nights it gets so bad I almost pick up the phone
Trade baby blues for wide eyed browns
I sleep with your old shirts and walk through this house in your shoes
I know it's strange
It's a strange way of saying that I know I'm supposed to love you.
I'm supposed to love you.
Born under a bad sign, you saved my life
That night on the roof of your hotel
Cross my heart and hope to die
Splinter from the headboard in my eye
Photo-proof kissed I remember so well
Trade baby blues for wide eyed browns
I sleep with your old shirts and walk through this house in your shoes
I know it's strange
It's a strange way of saying that I know I'm supposed to love you.
I'm supposed to love you.
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
I'm Supposed To Love You
FanfictionAs coisas não são mais as mesmas, algumas noites eu fico tão mal que quase atendo o telefone. Troquei seus olhos azuis por castanhos escuros, eu durmo com suas camisetas velhas e ando por essa casa em seu lugar, eu sei que é estranho. É um jeito est...