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quinta-feira, março 31, 2005

nothing for free

I'm drinking dust
With eyes of rust
Tonight my tears might stain your wings
So flutter home
'Cause you're better off alone than with me...

So hide your face
And tie your lace
And butterflies across your cheek
Forget how soon
You'll become a fool for words when I speak

My hands are rough
My fingers cold
Your heart's so young and so naive
To ever feel
For a moment that I might let you believe...

I'll melt your smile
I'll tear your wings
I'll color everything you see
So flutter home
'Cause you're better off alone than with me

Flutter girl
You don't know what I've lived
You don't want to take what I give
'Cause I give nothing for free
...