quinta-feira, 7 de abril de 2011

You and I

You taste like whisky when you kiss me, oh
I'll give anything again to be your baby doll,
Yeah, this time I'm not leaving without you.
You said "Sit back down where you belong;
In the corner of my bar with your high heels on."
Sit back down on the couch where we made love the first time and you said to me:
"There's something, something about this place."
Something about lonely nights and my lipstick on your face.
Something, something about my cool Nebraska guy.




Este sentimento perturba-me. Vezes e vezes sem conta.
Odeio aquilo que desejo e anseio sentir.
Não sou eu, sinto-me vazio, frio e incompleto.
Mas não te quero ter.
Contorço-me, para me moldar aos teus desejos. Cruéis e infitos.





I just don't know where to find it.



It's been a long time since I came around.
It's been a long time but I'm back in town.
And this time I'm not leaving without you.




Johnny*

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