Hm, momento drama.

How could you be so cold as the winter wind when it breeze?

I know some things that you ain't told me, I did some things but that's the old me

So you walk round like you don't know me
You got a new friend; I got homies, but at the end it's still so lonely

You're bringing out a side of me that I don't know

 

 

I decided we wasn't gon' speak so why are up 3 a.m. on the phone?

And you just gon' keep hatin' me, and we just gon' be enemies, I know you can't believe

I could just leave it wrong and you can't make it right.

Um desses dias do tipo que parecem não quererem deixar de existir, 2010