Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Hold on tight
Wrap your arms around me until you knuckles are burning white
And all your tears
Couldn't match the bitter taste of all these wasted years.
You take everything that wasn't even yours,
Wait, you don't got a hold on me anymore.
In a clear view there's are silhouette
And I watch you and I can't forget
Knew we were done when you locked that door
Yeah I've figured it out now
Breaking's what the heart is for.

Breakin' - All American Rejects
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