14 acessos
Been running with the rude boys
For much too much too long
You think you are one of them
Every time that we kiss
It seems you are holding back
Don't be so Quick to pull away
I know you're thinking murder
Driving in your father's car
I Will not let you disappear
Not your fault, not your problem
Not one to apologize
If you want tough
I'll give you tough
So don't you know
You were more than this
And you were built for greatness
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