1 de mayo de 2012

Fix a heart.

It's probably what's best for you, 
I only want the best for you and if
I'm not the best thing, you're stuck.
I tried to savertise 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 
could I be so sure if you never say 
what you feel? I must've held your hand so
tight, you didn't had 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, swearing up
and down, you can fix what's been broken, yeah.
Please don't give my hopes up, no no. Baby, 
tell me, how could you be so cruel? 

It's like your 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.


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22, pisciana. Traductora en camino, proyecto de cantante. "I'll wreck myself and begin anew."

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