Mixed Feelings

I don't care if you disaprove my manners
I don't understand why you wanna pose
I don't know how I once thought we could be
but the truth is that I could never really know.

Now we don't even speak to each other
Now I changed and we don't fit anymore
Now I feel that you don't accept the way I am
we can't go back to what it was before

So
I will go on with my life
Leaving all this fucked up shit behind.



texto de 17 de agosto de 2005