one, two, three, four
tell me that you love me more
sleepless, long nights
that was what my youth was for
oh teenage hope arrive at your door
left you with nothing
but they want some more
you're changing your heart.
Friday, July 28, 2006
he thinks he owns the house now lor.
i make nicer ugly faces than he does. hmmm. i don't really think that is a good thing. haha!
