ekki gera neitt sem ég mundi ekki gera...

Dry your eyes mate
I know it’s hard to take but her mind has been made up
There’s plenty more fish in the sea
Dry your eyes mate
I know you want to make her see how much this pain hurts
But you’ve got to walk away now
It’s over..

Athugasemdir

[Thelma Ýr Gylfadóttir (IP-tala skráð) 12.4.2006 kl. 20:13]

já tíminn læknar öll sár [[stolið i know]]

elskaði mezt ;*

[Ólafur N. Sigurðsson, 12.4.2006 kl. 21:46]

Það ku vera ég.

Fyrst að við erum í svona textaleik..

My soul it screams for you
Can you not hear it
My arms reach out for you
Why cant you take them
My heart burns only for you
Can you extinguish it
I love only to be loved by you
Why cant you love me too

I long only to be held and care for
Why cant it be
Am I to die alone and bitter
What the hell is wrong with me
My face is blackened and my eyes are sewn shut
With fear and sorrow
I no longer wish to love anything
Just cut the heart right out of me

Sometimes I choke on all the false love
That infects me
Sometimes everything is not enough to cure
The sickness inside of me

I did it all cried black tears for you
Why cant you see see
Like a vampire biting my heart
Suck the love right out of me
Dont even care as my blood stains the floor
Cannot be cleaned
You cut me out and tore me through
Six feet unders the place for me

I feel it all as it sickens me
It feels like I'm dying inside
Because of the love I gave that cant be returned
My longing for instability is a personality flaw

I trust you with respect
And you tear me down