sexta-feira, 1 de janeiro de 2010

Meddle


I remember all the things she did before.
I remember all the times she cried.
I remember all the things you promised her,
And no one heard.
I remember all the times you lied.

Don't meddle with the heart,
Or meddle with the mind,
Or meddle with the things that are inside.
You don't know what you'll find.
You don't know what she hides.
So don't go messing with the heart,
Or messing with the mind,
Or messing with the things that are inside.
You don't know what you'll find.
You don't know what she hides.

She still remembers like it's yesterday.
She still remembers you so well.
She still remembers all the things you swore.
Forever more.
She still remembers but won't tell.
Cuz shes a mixed up girl,
In a mixed up world.
And you know she don't mean any harm.
So please understand,
If you take her hand
You'll get much more than you bargained for.

Don't meddle with the heart,
Or meddle with the mind,
Or meddle with the things that are inside.
You don't know what you'll find.
You don't know what she hides.
So don't go messing with the heart,
Or messing with the mind,
Or messing with the things that are inside.
You don't know what you'll find.
You don't know what she hides.

Don't meddle with the heart,
Or meddle with the mind,
Or meddle with the things that are inside.
You don't know what you'll find.
You don't know what she hides.
So don't go messing with the heart,
Or messing with the mind,
Or messing with the things that are inside.
You don't know what you'll find.
You don't know what she hides.
Don't meddle with the heart,
Or meddle with the mind,
Or meddle with the things that are inside.
You don't know what you'll find.
You don't know what she hides.
So don't go messing with the heart,
Or messing with the mind,
Or messing with the things that are inside.
You don't know what you'll find.
You don't know what she hides.


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