this song is about me

you're made of my river babyyou're made of my sinand i can tell where your lust ends and where your love beginsi didn't want to hurt you babyi didn't want to hurt youi didn't want to hurt you but you're pretty when you cryand the moon gives me permission and i enter through her eyesshe's losing her virginity and all her will to compromisei didn't want to hurt you babyi didn't want to hurt youi didn't want to hurt you but you're pretty when you cryi didn't want to fuck you babyi didn't want to fuck youi didn't want to fuck you but you're pretty when you're minei didn't really love you babyi didn't really love youi didn't really love you but i'm pretty when i lieyou hurt me babyi hurt you babyif you knew how much i love you, you would run awaybut when i treat you bad it always makes you want to stayi didn't want to hurt you babyi didn't want to hurt you babyhow can you do this to me now?

6

Tva mai e edinstvenoto hubavo ne6to koeto mi se slu4i tezi dni.Imam 6 na izpita po filosofiq ne sum prepisvala,no i ne bqh u4ila ,prosto prepodavatelkata mi se kefi 4e se interesuvam ot tezi ne6ta.I tova mi hodene v Svi6tov be6e pulno s emocii.Takiva emocii,koito ne moga d aopredelq nito kato polojitelni,nito kato otricatelni.Imam use6taneto 4e gledam jivota si ot strani,no 4e nqkoi drug e rejisjora i toy mi kazva kakvo trqva da pravq.IA opredeleno ne me kara da pravq hubavi ne6ta.Gluposti,samo tova e .Jivotut mi v momenta e edna glupost ,a o6te po-glupavoto e 4e go kazvam i 4e go mislq.Opletoh se.Iskam da mi se slu4i ne6to krazivo,ne6to koeto da ne se razru6i burzo kato pqsu4en zamuk...