IRC-Galleria

Cause the joke that you laid on the bed, that was me.
And I'm not gonna fade.
As soon as you close your eyes and you know it.
And every time I scratch my nails down someone else's back
I hope you feel it...Well, can you feel it?

And I'm here to remind you
of the mess you left when you went away.
It's not fair to deny me
of the cross I bear, that you gave to me.
You, you, you oughta know..