What's left of me

2007-05-10 @ 16:08:10  •  Kommentarer (0)  •   •  Permalink  •  Vardag  •  Trackbacks ()  • 

Cause I want you -- and I feel you -- crawling underneath my skin
Like a hunger, like a burnin -- to find a place I've never been
Now I'm broken, and I'm faded -- I'm half the woman I thought I would be
But you can have -- what's left of me.

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