♥
Thursday, May 24, 2007
10:39 PM
It's too late baby, there's no turning around
I've got my hands in my pocket and my head in a cloud
This is how I do when I think about you
I never thought that you could break me apart
I keep a sinister smile and a hold of my heart
You want to get inside
Then you need to get in line
But not this time
Cause you caught me off guardNow I'm running and screaming