Når nu jeg poster alle de sange, og tekster. Hvorfor så ikke begynde at poste mine egne tekster?
Det vil jeg begynde at gøre. Så starter med en af de nyere. Jeg vil ikke gå ind i hvad og hvem den handler. Det er op til jer at tolke, og op til jer at skabe en historie omkring teksten.
I know you, or at least that’s what I used to
And I know that, you could never lie and get away with it
Today I saw you, on the corner of my street, Wanted to say “hi, how you’ve been”
And then I saw her, and your arm around her waist and I realized you’d been acting two-faced
Back to the day, when you said “I cant go on this way”
Your motives were clear, you needed to follow your career
I cried and asked why, did you find somebody new?
Was it the blond, we met that you said you didn’t know
‘said that I was the only one you’d kissed and that I would be truly missed
So tell me how long, where and why
Were you gonna act like one who tried
to be friends through thick and thin
How easy, dumb and blind did you think I was and that I wouldn’t cry
when I found out you did touch her skin
Well I know you, or at least that’s what I used to
Since we don’t have sex, there’s no point in staying friends with the X
Convenient for you, to have all the “goods” we had, and not having to deal with, the days you made me mad
This time we’re thru, now the blond will be your prize, so sad for you she has that size…
All Rights – Therese Elmkvist 2009