jueves, 17 de febrero de 2011


Are you aware of what you make me feel, baby?
Right now I feel invisible to you, like I'm not real...

Didn't you feel me lock my arms around you,
Why'd you turn away?
Here's what I have to say, I was left to cry there...
waiting outside there, grinning with a lost stare...

That's when I decided... why should I care?

Am I just some chick you place beside you to take somebody's place?
When you turn around can you recognize my face?

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