quarta-feira, 8 de janeiro de 2014


"Your pride, your ego
Your needs and your selfish ways
Caused a good strong woman like me
To walk out your life
Now you never, never get clean up
The mess you made
And it hurts me

That you should've bought me flowers and held my hand
Should've give you all my hours when I had the dance
Take me to every party
Cause all I wanted to do was dance
Now my baby is dancing, but she's dancing
With another man

Although it hurts
I'll be the first to say that I was wrong
Oh, I know it's probably much too late
To try and apologize for your mistakes
So I just want you to know
I hope he buys me flowers, I hope he hols my hand
Gives me all his hours when he has the chance
Take you to every party causa I remember
How much you loved to dance
Do all the things you should've done
When you were my man"


"we are never ever ever getting back together"

isso me traduz hoje.