martes, 18 de octubre de 2011

:( tiritas pa'este corazón partioooo.

I should have known,
That it would end this way,
I should have known,
There was no other way,
Didn't hear your warning,
Damn my heart gone deaf

I should have known,
Look at the shape you're in,
I should have known,
But I dove right in,
One thing is for certain,
As I'm standing here,
I should have known.

Lay your hands in mine,
Heal me one last time,
Though I cannot forgive you yet,
No I cannot forgive you yet,
And leave my heart in debt

I should have known,
I was inside of you,
I should have known,
There was that side of you,
Came without a warning,
Caught me unaware

I should have known,
I've been here before,
I should have known,
Don't want it anymore,
One thing is for certain,
As I'm still standing here,
I should have known.

Lay your hands in mine,
Feel me one last time,
Though I cannot forgive you yet,
No I cannot forgive you yet,
To leave my heart in debt
No I cannot forgive you yet
No I cannot forgive you yet
To leave my heart in debt
I should have known

Maybe you was right,
Didn't wanna fight,
I should have known,
Couldn't read the signs,
Couldn't see the light,
I should have known,
Though I cannot forgive you yet,
No I cannot forgive you yet,
To leave my heart in debt,
No I cannot forgive you yet,
No I cannot forgive you yet,
To leave my heart in debt,
No I cannot forgive you yet,
No I cannot forgive you yet,
To leave us all in debt,
I should have known.

4 comentarios:

::Mr.KARATE:: dijo...

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T___T

i'm sure it hurts a lot... but hold steady!

no one is perfect, in fact.. true love is a rare imperfection.

"I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real
The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember, everything"

::Mr.KARATE:: dijo...

Hurt- Johnny Cash

Una Guadalupe. dijo...

Sí, duele mucho mucho, pero se pasará. Todo pasa.

::Mr.KARATE:: dijo...

*me quito la mascara de mr.karate y prendo un cigarro*

Sabes, creo que tienes razón.

Todo pasa tarde o temprano: Se guarda bajo llave en un expediente clasificado, se lapida en un sotano bajo 7,000 toneladas de concreto y ladrillo, se encierra en un cofre arcano con una maldición gitana labrada en el cuero destinada a aquel que lo perpetre.

*pon aquí la fumada idea que se te antoje*

No existe nada que no quede sepultado bajos las arenas del tiempo.

En fin,c'est la vie.

Busca tu felicidad.

Vive tu sueño.

Crea tu sueño.

Saludos californios (desde Sudcalifornia)

Mr.Karate
--black belt

P.s. Y si, la estupidez del hombre -como genero y no como especie- no tiene limite.