quarta-feira, 20 de abril de 2011

love is a losing game


She walks away... The sun goes, She takes the day, but I'm gone. So, I guess I'm coming back to black again.

3 comentários:

Niqui disse...

Back to black it's a choice in your hands... or foot, whatever.
You choose where you want to go...

Marta disse...

deixa de ser vonito :b

Niqui disse...

I know, that's the hardest part :\