My Sweet Testo

Dreadful Sunday
And you were there to numb my brain
I didn't think that there was no way
I swore that you could feel my pain

Don't run out on me now

I can't replace you now it's too late
I didn't think you'd go away
But now it's time to alleviate You swore you'd never go away

Now it's too late...

(Sweet on dry lips
No more I get
Was my secret
Now it's wasted)