Torsdag: 2013-07-04

I'm not saying it was your fault, although you could have done more. Oh, you're so naive, yet so... How could this be done? You're such a smiling sweetheart. Oh, and your sweet and pretty face. In such an ugly way, something so beautiful. That every time I look inside, I know, she knows, I'm not fond of asking. True or false it may be, she's still out to get me. I know, she knows, I'm not fond of asking. True or false it may be, but she's still out to get me. I may say that it was your fault, 'cause I know you could have done more. Oh, you're so naive, yet so... How could this be done by such a smiling sweetheart? Oh, and your sweet and pretty face. In such an ugly way, something so beautiful. And every time I look inside, I know, she knows, I'm not fond of asking. True or false it may be, she's still out to get me. I know, she knows, I'm not fond of asking. True or false it may be, but she's still out to get me. How could this be done by such a smiling sweetheart? Oh, you're so naive, yet so... Such an ugly thing, someone so beautiful. And every time you're on his side, I know, she knows, I'm not fond of asking. True or false it maybe be, she's still out to get me. I know, she knows, I'm not fond of asking. True or false it maybe be, but she's still out to get me. Just don't let me down Just don't let me down, and hold on to your kite. Just don't let me down. Just don't let me down. Just don't let me down, and hold on to your kite. Just don't let me down. Just don't let me down. Just don't let me down.

/Lily Allen: Naive