We need to look back sometimes and realize the past taught us to appreciate our future.
Como un angel," I whisper. "Is our game over?" she asks nervously. "It's definitely over, querida. 'Cause what we're gonna do next is no game.
Mr. Latino with the big ego got bested by a ditzy, blond bimbo.
Sometimes I wish there were do over years or fast forward days
It reminds me of myself - seemingly perfect on the outside but inside is all a mush.
No, the next time i kiss you it'll last a long, long time. And then when we're done you're gonna realize being turned on is not about experience