I WAKE UP EVERY EVENING
WITH A BIG SMILE ON MY FACE
AND IT NEVER FEELS OUT OF PLACE
AND YOURE STILL PROBABLY WORKING
AT A NINE TO FIVE PACE
I WONDER HOW BAD THAT TASTES.
WHEN YOU SEE MY FACE
I HOPE IT GIVES YOU HELL,
I HOPE IT GIVES YOU HELL,
WHEN YOU WALK MY WAY
I HOPE IT GIVES YOU HELL,
I HOPE IT GIVES YOU HELL,
NOW WHERES YOUR PICKET FENCE LOVE
AND WHERES THAT SHINY CAR
DID IT EVER GET YOU FAR?
YOU NEVER SEEMED SO TENSE LOVE
NEVER SEEN YOU FALL SO HARD
DO YOU KNOW WHERE YOU ARE?
TRUTH BE TOLD I MISS YOU
AND TRUTH BE TOLD IM LYING.
WHEN YOU SEE MY FACE
I HOPE IT GIVES YOU HELL,
I HOPE IT GIVES YOU HELL,
WHEN YOU WALK MY WAY
I HOPE IT GIVES YOU HELL,
I HOPE IT GIVES YOU HELL,
IF YOU FIND A MAN
THAT?´S WORTH THE DAMN
AND TREATS YOU WELL
THEN HES A FOOL,
YOURE JUST AS WELL
HOPE IT GIVES YOU HELL.
TOMORROW YOU?´LL BE THINKING TO YOURSEL
WHERE DID IT ALL GO WRONG?
BUT THE LIST GOES ON AND ON
TRUTH BE TOLD I MISS YOU
AND TRUTH BE TOLD IM LYING.
WHEN YOU SEE MY FACE
I HOPE IT GIVES YOU HELL,
I HOPE IT GIVES YOU HELL,
WHEN YOU WALK MY WAY
I HOPE IT GIVES YOU HELL,
I HOPE IT GIVES YOU HELL,
IF YOU FIND A MAN
THAT?´S WORTH THE DAMN
AND TREATS YOU WELL
THEN HES A FOOL,
YOURE JUST AS WELL
HOPE IT GIVES YOU HELL.
NOW YOULL NEVER SEE
WHAT YOUVE DONE TO ME
YOU CAN TAKE BACK YOUR MEMORIES
THEYRE NO GOOD TO ME
AND HERES ALL YOUR LIES
IF YOU LOOK ME IN THE EYES
WITH THE SAD, SAD LOOK
THAT YOU WEAR SO WELL.
WHEN YOU SEE MY FACE
I HOPE IT GIVES YOU HELL,
I HOPE IT GIVES YOU HELL,
WHEN YOU WALK MY WAY
I HOPE IT GIVES YOU HELL,
I HOPE IT GIVES YOU HELL,
IF YOU FIND A MAN
THAT?´S WORTH THE DAMN
AND TREATS YOU WELL
THEN HES A FOOL,
YOURE JUST AS WELL
HOPE IT GIVES YOU HELL.
WHEN YOU SEE MY FACE
I HOPE IT GIVES YOU HELL,
I HOPE IT GIVES YOU HELL,
WHEN YOU WALK MY WAY
I HOPE IT GIVES YOU HELL,
I HOPE IT GIVES YOU HELL,
WHEN YOU HEAR THIS SONG
AND SING ALONG
AND NEVER TELL
THEN YOURE THE FOOL
IM JUST AS WELL
HOPE IT GIVES YOU HELL
WHEN YOU HEAR THIS SONG
I HOPE THAT IT WILL GIVE YOU HELL
YOU CAN SING ALONG
I HOPE THAT IT PUTS YOU THROUGH HELL.
Volvi al camino de la búsqueda del amor... perdi
las esperanzas q tenia cn él, la verdad es que
descubri quién era en verdad.
Más alla del instante de felicidad, que fue lindo,
no queda nada más, solamente el recuerdo de este "beso",
se podria decir mejor, chapa o tranza xq yo creo q los besos
se dan con amor, en cambio una chapa o una tranza son por tener
ganas de besar a alguien nomas.
Entonces sé q lo q tuve cn él no fue un beso, si no
una simple tranza de boliche.
A la mierda con todos! voy a hacer lo q hacen ellos,
voy a salir a divertirme y sin importarme un carajo los sentimientos
de los demas...(yo no soy asi, asi q no se si me va a salir)
Y nada, la vida. A ver q onda con todo lo demás... veremos como
continuo con el año. Espero tener muchos ensayos con el ballet
de la escuela asi me distraigo mucho mucho mucho!!
Ya saben, para mi todo es...
AMOR...♥
