weno pos esto no es una cancion,si no un poema hecho desde la rabia,el dolor y la tristeza...
I'M A JERK.
Looking at the past
My first day of class
She got into the room
And I thought: This can’t be true
I met her at last
The friendship began
I fell in love with her
I can’t explain myself
She fell in love with a friend of mine
When I saw them having a kiss I just wanted to cry
I hated them for loving to each other
I wondered how long should I wait to find another
But one day she kissed my neck
I know I was a jerk
For thinking she could love me
And breaking all the rules and the big promise
But one day she kissed my lips
And she touched my hotest tits
She told me she could love me
And my dream became real
We tried to start something
And I spent my time hoping
That she will be mine, she will be mine
3 days, then she left me
and I’d like to know
what was that I did wrong
I just let her go
And today, she’s the fuck in love with him
And he’s the fuck in love with her
I can’t stop thinking about the past
And I’m a jerk.
pos eso,besuuus