i want the wind

go away honey, i'm no good.

i won't go. i can't do it own my own.

i could close my eyes and smile all though the night.

but i can't stay any longer. so i have to go.

i like shiny things.

if it wasn't for my glittery nail polish, i would be a bitch all day, everyday.

never thought you'd do that to me.

leave me hanging, waiting for a response.
and now that i know you're okay.. go do your own thing.

turning tables - adele

3 am

Kiss me one last time, then kiss me again.