就让我习惯背弃着清晨,

就让我等待来临的黄昏,

相信只有手中的那根烟,

还能体会我颤抖的双唇



怕就怕在我的心急如焚,

怕就怕缘分尽了我还在奔,

爱火熄灭就别再有余温,

我不想在回忆里的生存.



如果爱不满分你就让我伤神,

我想我是真的爱错你的人,

只是付出了真却换回伤的深,

我祈求下辈子我不要做男人-let me abandon a habit of early morning, let me wait for the arrival of the evening, I believe only know from the hands of the tobacco, I can understand the lips trembling fear of fear in my voice, for fear they will make a fate I was Ben, love putting out the fire on the heels of ClearPlay, I do not want He remembers survival. If love you do not let me out to dominate, I think I really love you the wrong person, but I really have to pay in exchange for a deep wound, and I pray that in my next life I will not do men