We used to fight with kicks and fists and nails
If I had a dime for everytime I been vile
I’d be a milionaire by now
You used your big sister calm
to tease me to tears
I used to pinch you a little bit too hard
On your wrists on your arms,
if you look closely you can see the scars
Oh I have done things so mean and so grin
I’m too ashamed to say them out loud
I don’t think you get how much I regret
Oh here me when I vow
That I will always be your soldier
I’ll be marching by your side
I’m not deserting
I’ll be there for you
Oh please please believe in this oath of allegiance
Thirteen years old, lipstick and boys
I never knew how lucky I was to have you
The great teenage depression our domestic civil war
And I think back you were the one to pull me through
Yeah what it comes down to is you are the one who truly understands
Wherever you go I hope that you know that I’m at your command
1 kommentar
december 8, 2008 kl 2:58 e m
ååhh älskling! detta är våran sång, systeryster! <3