I don't run from tears, that's my weakness. But I know you still love me, though you don't believe it. And I never thought that you were a loser Only didn't hear enough of the songs. Everything was always going to be smoother All we needed was some time left alone. Something special is in me dying Are you punishing me for my weakness When you know about me girl, I cannot be beaten down too far. And I didn't mean to take you for granted Only knew that it felt good at home. But you left me so disenchanted I was blind of course until you were gone. I'm drowning,I'm fighting Something special is in me dying There's an empty place in my bed, And my heart is beating against my head. The blood rushing through my veins Becomes a flood of tears once again. by: José Duarte [email protected]