terça-feira, setembro 01, 2009



I like you, and I'd like you to like me to like you
But I don't need you, don't need you to need me to like you
Because if you didn't like me, I would still like you, you see I lick you, and I'd like you to like me to lick you
But I don't need you, don't need you to like me to lick you
If your pleasure turned into pain, I would still lick for my personal gain la lala... la lala... I fuck you, and I'd like you to like me to fuck you But I don't fucking need you, don't need you to need me to fuck you If you need me to need you to fuck, that fucks everything up la lala... la lala...
I want you, and I want you to want me to want you
But I don't need you, don't need you to need me to need you
That's just me, so take me or leave me
But please don't need me, don't need me to need you to need me Because we're here a minute, the next we're dead
So love me or leave me but try not to need me
Enough said. I want you, but I don't need you... I love you, and I love how you love how I love you But I don't need you, don't need you to need me to love you If your love changed into hate, would my love had been a mistake? I don't know. I don't know. So I'm gunna leave you, I'd like you to leave me to leave you But love, believe me; it isn't because I don't need you (You know I don't need you) All I wanted was to be wanted But you're drowning me deep in your need to be needed
la lala... la lala I want you, and I want you to want me to want you But I don't need you, don't need you to need me to lead you That's just me, so take me or leave me
But please don't need me, don't need me to need you to need me Because we're here a minute, the next we're dead So love me or leave me but try not to need me Enough said.

I want you, but I don't need you.







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7 comentários:

Frioleiras disse...

a sério, a sério......
começou setembro e apeteceu-me pôr a setember song do kurt weil........


cheguei aqui e tu,

sabiamente...........

estendias-te sobre ele..............

maria josé quintela disse...

i like you.:)





abraço.

Haddock disse...

sublime!!!

qual opereta do kurt weil, qual quê!! (...)

manifesto dos não amados que, finalmente, aprenderam a servir-se - e com satisfação! - do outro (imbecil), até quando lhes apetecer...

e contra a lamechice dum brel - aii, "ne me quitte pas"... "l'ombre de ton chien"... - hurrá, hurrá!!


vidas privadas...

rosa disse...

:)

ângela marques disse...

não conhecia e fiquei fã...

obrigada.

A. disse...

... é isso

:)

Filomena Barata disse...

obrigada, vou "sacar-ta" ... sim, obrigada.