There's always something that makes you guilty, there's still something that you're dying to tell me. Make sure no one finds out. Tell me all about it, don't keep it to yourself because I can't bear the thought. I never needed your cry; I know you love me. It doesn't matter because I'm in control. I know that you're ashamed, so emotional it kills you. Don't you know that you're ashamed? So emotional it kills you.
1 de febrero de 2011
Ashamed.
I know there's something that you're dying to tell me. I hope it's not about it in case you love me. Make sure no one finds out. Tell me all about it, don't keep it to yourself because I can't bear the thought. I never needed your cry; I know you love me. It doesn't matter because I'm in control. I know that you're ashamed, so emotional it kills you. Don't you know that you're ashamed? So emotional it kills you.
There's always something that makes you guilty, there's still something that you're dying to tell me. Make sure no one finds out. Tell me all about it, don't keep it to yourself because I can't bear the thought. I never needed your cry; I know you love me. It doesn't matter because I'm in control. I know that you're ashamed, so emotional it kills you. Don't you know that you're ashamed? So emotional it kills you.
There's always something that makes you guilty, there's still something that you're dying to tell me. Make sure no one finds out. Tell me all about it, don't keep it to yourself because I can't bear the thought. I never needed your cry; I know you love me. It doesn't matter because I'm in control. I know that you're ashamed, so emotional it kills you. Don't you know that you're ashamed? So emotional it kills you.
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