These covers may keep me warm at nightBut they can't take your place'Cause they'll never gonna hold me tightThese pillows may let me rest my headBut they can't say goodnightAnd tuck me in before I go to bedSaying oh, baby girl, you better hopeThat's what I'm telling myselfBut, I...
They should've never put you in this cage,But they surely set the stage for me to find a wayTo come and be there with youNow, there may be nothing of you leftBut the clothes on your bones and your cold rotten flesh but…The only thing between us now is death, ohAnd soon I...
...............good job bastage. Good job indeed.
Well you're the closest thing I have
To bring up in a conversation
About a love that didn't last
But I could never call you mine
Cause I could never call myself yours
And if we were really meant to be
Well then we defied destiny...