Love is a four letter word
I have to block out thoughts of you so I don’t lose my head.
They crawl in like a cockroach leaving babies in my bed, dropping little reels of tape to remind me that I’m alone.
(Blue October)
I have to block out thoughts of you so I don’t lose my head.
They crawl in like a cockroach leaving babies in my bed, dropping little reels of tape to remind me that I’m alone.
(Blue October)
