broken telephones
no one there to fight
breathing though the nite
we all want something we never wanted
when we fall apart
we all want something that never lasted
through the course of all
Tell me why
Tell me why, Tell me why
do you wanna me make me guilty
Tell me why, tell me why
do I feel so hurt when I look at you
makes me cry, makes me cry
I don't wanna be guilty
and somehow it won't ever mean so much at all
Broken promises
getting more of what you started
raining autumn leaves
your time is up don't fight it
we all want something we never wanted
when we fall apart
we all want something that never lasted
through the course of all
"GUILTY" copyright Soraya Garcia 8/13/2013
