Sometimes two people have to fall apart to realise how much they need to fall back together.
One day you will want me and tell me sorry, but it’ll be too late.
Is tired of trying, sick of crying, yeah I'm smiling, but inside I'm dying...!!
I hate to see his face
I want to be the god of evil, because to control the evil of my self.
Remember all those long conversations that lasted for hours? I miss them
Sometimes two people have to fall apart to realise how much they need to fall back together.
One day you will want me and tell me sorry, but it’ll be too late.
Is tired of trying, sick of crying, yeah I'm smiling, but inside I'm dying...!!
I hate to see his face
I want to be the god of evil, because to control the evil of my self.
Remember all those long conversations that lasted for hours? I miss them