miércoles, 9 de febrero de 2011

What the hell!

You say that I'm messing with your head all 'cause I was making out with your friends. Love hurts whether it's right or wrong, I can't stop 'cause I'm having too much fun. 
You're on your knees, begging "Please, stay with me". But honestly, I just need to be a little crazy.
All my life I've been good but now, I'm thinking what the hell? All I want is to mess around and I don't really care about if you love me, if you hate me, you can't save me.  
So what if I go out on a million dates? You never call or listen to me anyway. I rather rage than sit around and wait all day.

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