I think the guy,
this world,
that is why I am not alone.
But I'm not a suitcase,
throwing clothes at you live in me,

'm not what I thought,
'm not who you dreamed.

'm not that spoiled boyfriend you had!
For I am not, am not, that your boyfriend before.
I will not tell, every step you tread ... I'm not!
You went too far, upside down,
and still come call me irresponsible,
can call me sensitive, the ir offense did not hurt,

Whether sampled with her short shorts,
and with his clothes all torn,
but I confess, I'm warped!
I dished it is ...
Bulging, I know! Bulged I know! I do not care if you love me or not ...