Bad fortune, by the fountains I saw you They’ve been there before you
And they’ll be there again
You chose him I chose not to move on but cave in
I’m too good for this **** and take it I promised myself then again and and
In the night you
your his at bring your to mine
my trust but bring your body to
I know this is can
When his your body mine
bonafont was just part hip parades
slipped away Now you went
It’s hard to
In the night want my
Leave your at least bring your back to mine
my fine to
I what this is but I can babe and can lie
When you kiss neck bring body back, your
I’m
I’m still man
But not the one
Stove for your
your body
your body