
Daughter: I don’t wanna let you go.
Dad: But I gotta go.
She keeps walking up behind him in formation, grabs his right hand and will not let go.


Daughter: I don’t wanna let you go.
Dad: But I gotta go.
She keeps walking up behind him in formation, grabs his right hand and will not let go.

don’t ask. the more you question, the more I resist.
don’t say. the more you try to explain, the more I ignore.
don’t try. I kept asking myself, ‘what’s worth fighting for?’ and I’m unnerved to see people fading in and out of the picture.
people say you have to face the fragility before you become strong again. but beyond that fragility, I don’t see regained strength.
A problem that lasts forever -at least until either of us changes.
no, i don’t cry on the outside anymore.

Look at her eyes, her naughty smile, her clothes, the dance moves, the horizontal metal pole, the part when she smacks her lips. HOT HOT HOT!!!
If you’re like me, somebody who pays great attention to lyrics, then you might just get what this song is about ;)
I love how her songs always mean something else. For e.g, if you seek amy.
//are -you in
livin’ in sin is the new thing