Słowa
słowa do nauczenia się
I'm sorry your name doesn't touch his lips
I know it kills you to find out like this
And I think you're crazy
To let him slip through your hands
I heard you're waiting around
But you don't stand a chance
The truth hurts
And someday you will see
If you were more like me
You would've kissed a little longer
Held on a little tigher
You would never let him be
If you were more like me
You'd heat him a little hotter
Touch his heart a little deeper
With a love that makes you be
If you were more like me
I see where you are
