Flores Atiradas

Tem dias que tudo fica escuro lá fora, e estranhamente isso se reflete em minha alma . Acho que eu to de tpm ok ? Bejos

Love is a Losing game/ amy bebada.

For you I was a flame
Love is a losing game
Five storey fire as you came
Love is a losing game
Why do I wish I'd never played
Oh what a mess we made
And now the final frame
Love is a losing game
Played out by the band
Love is a losing hand
More than I could stand
Love is a losing hand
Self professed... profound
Till the chips were down
...know you're a gambling man
Love is a losing hand
Though I'm rather blind
Love is a fate resigned
Memories mar my mind
Love is a fate resigned
Over futile odds
And laughed at by the gods
And now the final frame
Love is a losing gameFor you I was a flame
Love is a losing game
Five storey fire as you came
Love is a losing game
Why do I wish I'd never played
Oh what a mess we made
And now the final frame
Love is a losing game
Played out by the band
Love is a losing hand
More than I could stand
Love is a losing hand
Self professed... profound
Till the chips were down
...know you're a gambling man
Love is a losing hand
Though I'm rather blind
Love is a fate resigned
Memories mar my mind
Love is a fate resigned
Over futile odds
And laughed at by the gods
And now the final frame
Love is a losing game