chamam-lhe assim:

Love lies bleeding.


(a planta.)

o meu amor mais recente.

BACK TO BLACK

(...)
Me and my head high
And my tears dry
Get on without my guy
You went back to what you knew
So far removed from all that we went through
(...) I'll go back to black
We only said good-bye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to..... I go back to us
I love you much It's not enough
You love blow and I love puff
And life is like a pipe And I'm a tiny penny rolling up the walls inside
We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times (...) And I go back to
Black, black, black, black, black, black, black,
I go back to I go back to
We only said good-bye with words
I died a hundred times (...) And I go back to
We only said good-bye with words
I died a hundred times (...) And I go back to black

Pretty Whores of Manhattan

i love my red red shoes! listening Pretty Whores of Manhattan

Smith - Baby, It's You (death proof soundtrack)

It's not the way you smile that touched my heart.
It's not the way you kissed that tears me apart.
Many, many, many nights go by.
I sit alone at home and cry over you.
What can I do?
Don't want nobody, nobody
Cause, baby, it's you.
Baby, it's you.
Is it true what they say about you?
They say you'll never, ever, never be true.
It doesn't matter what they say. I know I'm gonna love you any old way.
What can I do? What 'bout you? Don't want nobody, nobody.
Baby, it's you. Baby, it's you. Baby.
It doesn't matter what they say. I know I'm gonna love any old way.
What can I do? What 'bout you? Don't want nobody, nobody.
Baby, it's you. Baby, it's you.
Don't leave me alone. Come on home. Baby, it's you. Baby, it's you.
You know I need your lovin'You know I love you.
Baby, it's you.Baby...

Tarde-angustia.

(listening Death proof soundtrack all day long and missing...)