Nicholas Hexum
Age of Consent
Won't you please let me goThese words lie inside they hurt me soI'm not the kind who likes to tell you just what you want me toYou're not the kind who needs to tell me about the birds and the beesI saw you this morning I thought that you might like to knowI received your message in full a few days agoDo you find this happens all of the time?Crucial point one day becomes a crimeI've lost you
From Letras Mania