September 2, 2007

[ MY OWN LYRICS ] Fucking Love [ MY OWN LYRICS ]

She, she can’t stop her feeling,

it’s like blowing bubbles with her blood.

He, he doesn’t know what she’s feeling.

She left her bathtub to let it flood,

so he would come and rescue her,

but does he even care?

 

No, no, no, he doesn’t know a thing.

Show, show, show, show him that you care.

This fucking love is making you crazy.

No, no, no, he doesn’t know a thing.

Show, show, show, show him that you care.

This fucking love is making you crazy.

 

And then she walks right to his door,

she knocks, knocks, knocks, but he’s not home.

She should’ve done this before.

She calls him, but he doesn’t answer.

Now she has to wait until he’s home,

until he answers the phone.

 

No, no, no, he doesn’t know a thing.

Show, show, show, show him that you care.

This fucking love is making you crazy.

No, no, no, he doesn’t know a thing.

Show, show, show, show him that you care.

This fucking love is making you crazy.

 

And everything will go wrong when she loses control.

And everything will go fine when she got control.

 

No, no, no, he doesn’t know a thing.

Show, show, show, show him that you care.

This fucking love is making you....

No, no, no, he doesn’t know a thing.

Show, show, show, show him that you care.

This fucking love is making you crazy.

 

No, no, no, he doesn’t know a thing.

Show, show, show, show him that you care.

This fucking love is making you…

No, no, no, he doesn’t know a thing.

Show, show, show, show him that you care.

This fucking love is making you crazy...

 

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