February 2012
2 posts
Simon
It’s funny that the shoes I got that very same weekend have lasted longer than You and I ever did
There’s a shop down the street
Where they sell plastic rings
For a dollar a piece I swear it
Yeah I know that it’s cheap
Not like gold in your dreams
But I hope that
You’ll still wear it
Yeah, the ink may stain my skin
And my jeans may all be ripped
I’m not perfect but I swear
I’m perfect for you
And there’s no guarantee
That this’ll be...