It's time
And now i'm feeling stupid, feeling stupid crawling back to you
So I cross my heart, and I hope to die, that I'll only stay with you one more night
And I know I said it a million times
But i'll only stay with you one more night
Trying to tell you no, but my body keeps on telling you yes
Trying to tell you stop, but your lipstick got me so out of breath
I'd be waking up, in the morning probably hating myself
And i'd be waking up, feeling satisfied but guilty as hell
So I cross my heart, and I hope to die, that I'll only stay with you one more night
And I know I said it a million times
But i'll only stay with you one more night
Trying to tell you no, but my body keeps on telling you yes
Trying to tell you stop, but your lipstick got me so out of breath
I'd be waking up, in the morning probably hating myself
And i'd be waking up, feeling satisfied but guilty as hell
Så SKÖNT med helg alltså. Då får man slappa utan att känna sig dum/dålig. Idag ska jag i alla fall slänga på mig träningsskorna och ta en promenad hem till pärona mina, ska käka där och träffa mamma som blir utskriven från sjukhuset idag. Blir nog trevligt! Har jag sagt till er att jag ska ha en vit månad? I alla fall så ska jag det, goo!
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