Leonard کے بول

There he goes. He finally closed the door. I turn the lock feeling more confused than before What gives? I thought that you would love more. Now you're a coward, sure. Then he rings. Look in his eyes. He loves you. Well, well I am bad. Well, well, hell. I am bad. He's smart. He leaves me wanting more, Knowing that i gave less And knowing why. Time, Time is what i would need. Full of myself, indeed Just walk away, Surprised He loved you. Well, well I am bad. Well, well, hell I am bad at loving. Trust. You know that i trusted you But i could not let you do To just fall in, Try. I wanted to try for you, Wanted to die for you-- Dramatic things, The lies... I loved you. Well, well. I am bad Well, well, hell I am bad at loving you.