New York City's got a colder winter
Than where I live
I've looked for love in stranger places
But never found someone
Someone cries and it washes the street with tears
But when
I bet you want to know who's coming
Coming to the
Devils and angels on this old street.
22 years and I'm
I'm outta my mind running around with you.
Searching your eyes
Not giving you up to the devils inside your head
Not
If I had more time with you
Things would surely change
I'd
This picture says so many things
I wish I never had
I don't have to climb the highest mountain
And I don't
I got in a fight over
Some stupid insecurities
Stepped out of
You got what I'm looking for
I got what you came
What I want, you've got
And it might be hard to
Here's my address it's just emptiness
Here's a liar's story I'm
My voice is yours to keep for years
And all the
» More on Melee