May 2015
The love that drove you mad.
round the track you race,
The love was mad.
I ignored you.
No, one puts baby in the coroner.
I set you there.
Now, I am mad.
Pout.
No doubt.
Mad love.
round the track you race,
The love was mad.
I ignored you.
No, one puts baby in the coroner.
I set you there.
Now, I am mad.
Pout.
No doubt.
Mad love.
Regret
