”..just when you think you’ve got me figured out, the season’s already changing…
you know you wouldn’t want me any other way… ...i’m a tease, i’m a goddess on my knees; when you hurt, when you suffer, i’m your angel undercover”
Second chances are slipping off the cliffs of this defeat..
Say it like you mean, mean it like you said it to me.
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map