A mafia princess loves this boy
The boy sells drugs and loves her back...
Now that I\'m gone you wanna tell me you love me...
You wasn\'t sayin\' all that shit when we was...
***Had to get all this out, wrote it awhile ago...
I remember the first time we met...
***Here's Part 2***
We sat in the movies...
Phone rings... I know its you again... oh your so...
The fake tears come down... oh your so insensible...
Im doing fine
den u come along...
Im sittin in ma room
holdin this knife...
Sometimes i sit and wonder
what life would have been...
J'ai comme une boule dans la gorge
Pour essayer de ne pas pleurer...
Tears coming out,
my heart is in doubt...
I can't feel
not sure of whats real...
I'm thinking in ways that i never have thought...
i'm learning in ways that i've never learned...