24 de agosto de 2009

Tried to turn on my TV, to get you out of my head
 feeling something deep inside that I just won't admit.
It's not like I don't wanna commit.
I just don't now why. I can't stop feeling like this
Tell me why (why? why?) does it hurt so bad?
tell me why (why? why?) does it make me mad?
Now I can see the storms not gonna clear
drenched in my pain and all of my tears.