Letras
palabras a estudiar
It's like carrying sand
It slips out of my hand
Ooh, aah
I'll do all that I can to drive you away
And then when you're gone, I go insane
I cry my eyes out
Grieve over you
I wonder if someday I'm gonna laugh about it
One day we'll be good friends
We'll never ever talk again
I hate how these things end
I'll see you on the street
