Jan 2014
You make me mad.
Or is it sad?
I can't decide.
I played with fire.
Burnt my hands.
Should've known how that pans.
So mad it is.
But not at you
At me, because I wanted you.
Or is it sad?
I can't decide.
I played with fire.
Burnt my hands.
Should've known how that pans.
So mad it is.
But not at you
At me, because I wanted you.
(F/Georgia)
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