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Feeling too much
Friday, October 22, 2010 @ 9:09 AM
This blogpost is delicate to dear Iz and myself.
The feeling is too much.

Easy come, easy go
That's just how you live, oh
Take, take, take it all,
But you never give
Should of known you was trouble from the first kiss, 
Had your eyes wide open 
Why were they open?
Gave you all I had
And you tossed it in the trash
You tossed it in the trash, you did
To give me all your love is all I ever asked,
Cause what you don't understand is
I’d catch a grenade for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Throw my hand on a blade for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I’d jump in front of a train for ya (yeah, yeah , yeah)
You know I'd do anything for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah) Oh, oh
I would go through all this pain, 
Take a bullet straight through my brain,
Yes, I would die for ya baby 
But you won't do the same

No, no, no, no
Black, black, black and blue beat me till I'm numb 
Tell the devil I said “hey” 
when you get back to where you're from
Mad woman, bad woman,
That's just what you are, yeah,
You’ll smile in my face then rip the breaks out my car
Gave you all I had

If my body was on fire, 
You’ d watch me burn down in flames 
You said you loved me you're a liar 
Cause you never, ever, ever did baby...
But darling I’ll still catch a grenade for ya


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