Letras:
Brickell Edie The Ultimate Collection

: Me, I'm a part of your circle of friends and we notice you don't come around Me, I think it all depends on you touching ground with us. But, I quit

: I ain't gonna kill myself loving you I ain't gonna break my own heart I ain't gonna kill myself wanting you When you don't seem to want any part of

: I ain't gonna kill myself loving you I ain't gonna break my own heart I ain't gonna kill myself wanting you When you don't seem to want any part of

: We like to spy on the neighbors. They look so happy together. Funny the power of strangers. Sometimes I wonder if they got it better. Green. Have you

: Gonna tell the tale of a dog named Zillionaire who stands on the back of a whale howling out in the middle of the ocean. Waves of dog emotion. Howl

: Shooting up junk in the bathroom Makin it with punks on the floor Livin the scene of her limmisine Little Miss S. in a mini dress Living it up to die

: Once we're together, naturally When I'm not here, and you're not away from me And we're finally home I'm gonna kiss you, just like I did That time

: You don't even have to try, it comes easy for you the way you move is so appealing it could make me cry go out driving with my friends in bobby's big

1873 was a very bad year for me. When all I feared just disappeared so suddenly. They got their tickets for the train. Raised their weapons and took