I hate myself for loving you


Midnight, gettin' uptight, where are you?
You said you'd meet me, now it's quarter to two
I know I'm hangin' but I'm still wantin' you

Hey, Jack, it's a fact they're talkin' in town

I turn my back and you're messin' around
I'm not really jealous, don't like lookin' like a clown





Godkänd för andra gången idag, snart 3dje sista :D SNAAART HAR JAG MITT KÖRKORT!!!



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