And it hurts.
Hurts like hell.
Makes me feel so bad.
I can’t even tell.
Lots of tears.
Lots of pain.
Can you help me?
Can you stop this thing?
All this feelings.
All this love.
It’s all going to waste.
So tell me, baby.
Why does it never stop?
‘Cause I never had back all that I gave you.
I never had a answered love.
I never had no one, ever.
I already should know.
This things don’t work out with me.
It never did.
So why I tought it was going to be different.
Why I tought it was going to be different this time?
