domingo, 16 de enero de 2011


> Cause you’re my fella, my guy,
hand me your stella and fly,
by the time I’m out the door,
you tear men down like Roger Moore,
I cheated myself,
like i knew, i would,
i told you, i was trouble,
you know that I’m no good,

I cheated myself,

like i knew, i would,
i told you, i was trouble,
you know that I’m no good