sábado, 2 de agosto de 2008

Pretty J.

Oh, pretty J. has a gun pointed to my heart.
Won't you shoot me now?
I'm already dead by your love.
Say, pretty J. please go
I can't take no more
the way your eyes makes my spine shiver.
Those things you say
don't mean a thing.
Those things you do,
it won't mean a thing
unless you say, event if it's in your own way
I need to know.
Oh, I need to know my pretty J. that you feel the same.
Oh, pretty J. has a gun pointed to my heart.
Please don't shoot me, I've got so much love.
Say, pretty J. please stay,
I love the way your eyes
makes my spine shiver.

2 comentários:

Isabella Mariano disse...

Cade o pretty G? haha
Bonito, bonito.

Meu blog está de cara nueva o/
mas já enjoei. Ok.

Leandra Postay disse...

Te achei! =D