jueves, 17 de noviembre de 2011


It's probably what's best for you, I only want the best for you, and if 
I'm not the best, then you're stuck. I try to sever ties and I, ended up 
with wounds to bind, like you're pouring salt in my cuts. And I just 
ran out of band-aids, I don't even know where to start, 'cause you 
can't bandage the damage, you never really can fix a heart. Even 
though I know what's wrong, how can I be so sure, if you never say 
what you feel, feel? I just have held your hand so tight, you didn't 
have the will to fight, I guess you needed more time to heal.



 Baby I just ran out of band-aids, I don't even know where to start, 
'cause you can't bandage the damage, you never really can fix a heart. 
You must be a miracle walker, swearin' up and down, you can't fix 
what's been broken, yeah, please don't get my hopes up, no no, Baby, 
tell me how could you, be so cruel? It's like you're pouring salt on 
my cuts. Baby, I just ran out of band-aids, I don't even know where 
to start, cause you can't bandage the damage, you never really can fix 
a heart, baby, I just ran out of band-aids, I don't even know where 
to start,'cause you can't bandage the damage, you never really can fix 
a heart, oh no no no no, you never really can fix MY heart.

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