Saturday, 8 March 2014

All of these lines across my face
Tell you the story of who I am
So many stories of where I've been
And how I got to where I am
But these stories don't mean anything
When you've got no one to tell them to
It's true...I was made for you (but u werent made for me)


I crossed all the lines and I broke all the rules
But baby I broke them all for you
Because even when you were flat broke
I made you feel like a million bucks
Yes I did

You see the smile that's on my mouth
It's hiding the words that don't come out
And all of my friends who think that I'm blessed
They don't know my head is a mess
No, they don't know who I really am
And they don't know what i've been thru..........


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