domingo, 15 de febrero de 2009


I should have seen the sign, way back then
When she told me that you were her best friend
And now she's rolling rolling rolling
And you were stolen stolen stolen
She started dressing like me, and talking like me, it freaked
me out
She started calling you up in the middle of the night, what's
that about
I just wanna be there when you discover
You wake up in the morning next to your new lover
She might cook you breakfast and love you in the shower
The flavor of the moment, cause she don't have what's ours

She's not me
She doesn't have my name
She'll never have what I have
It won't be the same

Madonna♥

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