Every time I tried to go with you I couldn't, my mother went to the point of hiding all the knifes and now I am in a mental hospital for what? Loving you. ¿Was it really my fault? Im starting to think you were the stupid one not me.
Every time I tried to go with you I couldn't, my mother went to the point of hiding all the knifes and now I am in a mental hospital for what? Loving you. ¿Was it really my fault? Im starting to think you were the stupid one not me.