Perhaps,
I should have assumed,
This love would expire
As they always do.
I can't help but ache
For all I want is you,
But though I try to mend
I tend to inflict wounds.
Perhaps,
I should have assumed,
This love would expire
As they always do.
I can't help but ache
For all I want is you,
But though I try to mend
I tend to inflict wounds.
