no, i'm not the man i use to be lately.
you see, you met me at an interesting time.
and if my past is any sign of your future, you should be warned before i let you inside.
hold on to whatever you find, baby.
hold on to whatever will get you through.
i don't trust myself with loving you
i will beg my way into your garden, then i'll break my way out when it rains. just to get back to the place where i started. so i can want you back all over again.
who do you love? me, or the thought of me?
(watch it, he is SO sexy)
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