Judas Cradle (The)
It's Hard To Talk With A Gun In Your Mouth
If I were to hold you in my arms tonight, would you tell me I was everything you need and wanted?
Could you look me in the eyes and tell me everything I ever wanted to know?
You are not a phrase I am proud of
I have become quite comfortable with this: Things will never be the same
So that's why tonight I end it all here
I end everything we are and were going to be
I leave it all in a kiss and a cloud of smoke
From Letras Mania