He makes me lonely when he knocks on my door.

Somebody cries in the middle of the night, a fragile soul cought in the hands of fate, when morning comes its to late. Thats why its called tooshortonfate ♥

You hand me back my heart but theres not much to it darling..

Tell me baby..what makes you different from the rest?¿?

Kiss me
long and hard
while i watch you
choke on all the lies
you told.

You're a drug, like the gun inside my mouth
i know it's wrong
but i just can't spit you out

Sometimes i stop & think of you.
i know i shouldn't but i do.
then reality hits me says says
"girl he doesnt care that you cry at night, that your heart wont be touched by another and girl he doesnt care if your dead or alive".