thinking in fields, in freedom, in happiness =)

Y ahora cansado de mirar tu foto en la pared,
cansado de creer que todavia estás,
he vuelto a recordar las tardes del café,
las noches locas que siempre acaban bien
y me he puesto a gritar estrellando el whisky en la pared
por verte sonreir he vuelto yo a perder

lalalalala...
 
qui pleure...

Today, i break, my promises
to stay out of the emptyness
Today let's make our promises
For tomorrow
 
[Exam Time, everyone!]

Pretty, pretty please
Don't you ever, ever feel
Like your less than
Fuckin' perfect.
Pretty, pretty please
If you ever, ever feel
Like your nothing
YOU'RE FUCKIN' PERFECT TO ME

I go through guys like money flying out their hands
They try to change me but they realize they can’t
And every tomorrow is a day I never plan
If you’re gonna be my man, understand
 
I can’t be tamed.