viernes, 10 de junio de 2016

I'm not living, I'm just killing time.





I'll drown my beliefs 
To have your babies 
I'll dress like your niece 
And wash your swollen feet 
Just don't leave 
Don't leave 

I'm not living,
I'm just killing time 
Your tiny hands, 
your crazy-kitten smile
Just don't leave 
Don't leave 

And true love waits 
In haunted attics 
And true love lives 
On lollipops and crisps 
Just don't leave 
Don't leave