An old woman in a warn out dusty dress,
Sits alone at the end of a crowded bar...
You lighted up my nights
By a fake hope...
You Promised Forever;
You gave me one week...
My heart has been torn,
torn to pieces from that one day...
Your love can find its own way home tonight
Losing its way between the lies and betrayal...
She puts on a mask,
Black hair and mascara...
This is long.. but please read.
boy and girl were going down a hill on a motor...
Every now and then,
Your lips touch mine...
Why do I try and be your friend,
After all you've said and done...
You called me up yesterday,
And told me something new...
You\'re one of those guys who don\'t like any...
You\'re the bad boy type \"who dont need...
Rip me open slowly,
You like to hear me shout...