paroles de chanson Cut - Elisha Isles

Lying comes easy to you
I'm sorry doesn't make it true, your words they cut me deep into my memory
I fall onto my knees and begging please don't hurt me again
The sun warms your side of the bed. The closet's filled with your fragrance

Feel my lungs
Feel my lungs
Lying comes easy to you
I'm sorry doesn't make it true, your words they cut me deep into my memory

I fall onto my knees and begging please don't hurt me again