If he could show his magic,
just one last time,
just so you could he,
how good it works.
Just one kiss,
and I'm all his.
One touch,
and I'm all over the floor.
I could fall trough the floor,
cry behind the door,
I want it all back.
And by the way,
my giving up don't mean suicide.
It means,
being bitchy.
See ya, slut !
(c) booberry