Sunday, October 2, 2011

از زبان خنیاگر - No.14

..You couldn't lose
You couldn't fail
You had suspicion on my trail
How, how, how, oh my jealousy
I wasn't man enough
To let you hurt my pride
Now I'm only left with my own jealousy

Oh how strong can you be
With matters of the heart
Life is much to short
To while away with tears
If only you could see
Just what you do to me..

- Queen

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