Sometimes I let you free
you end up stabbing me with a stake.
now I know, I have to keep you trapped
Do you want to make things right?
Love isn't a colouring book
Don't taint it that way.
you end up stabbing me with a stake.
now I know, I have to keep you trapped
Do you want to make things right?
Love isn't a colouring book
Don't taint it that way.
[Edited on Jan 30, 2006 8:25AM]