Fresh, out from the bathroom. Just came back from playing soccer.
Had lots && lots of fun. Won matches, assisted && helped the backline.
Gennaro Gattuso + Tomas Rosicky + Robin Van Persie + Fabio Cannavaro.
Wokayy laa, that's all. Till next time.

If I didn't tell you, I get scolded.
If I tell you, I also get scolded.
Is it my fault? What do you want me to do? Lie?
Maybe I'm a liar, but all I really know is, you're the only reason I'm trying to be honest.
I thought you told me, not to text you till you text me?
Ohh, I'm cool with it. Go on, keep it a secret from me.
So, ermmm, where do I stand actually?
The very bottom of your list? Ohh wait, am I not your boyfriend?
Set your thinking straight. You don't have to live a life full of lies && deceit.
Well, you got me confuse, very damn confuse.
You told me not to lie, so here I am, telling you honestly.
&& I get scolded. So nice, very nice.
I don't want to know what you do behind my back.
'cause all I know, you got no time for me.
You dont have to say, what you did. I already know.
What's the reason? Busy, busy && busy.
Or you took a chance, made other plans? I'm not sure, you left me in doubt.
So who are you actually? Hollywood star?
Heyy, even Hollywood stars spent their time with their loved ones.
You lied, you hid things from me. Did you cheat? I don't know.
Ohh wait, you told me, what goes around, comes around.
So, I'll just wait && see what's coming.
I don't know if it's going to hit you hard.
But I bet, it's going to be painful. A painful lesson to learn.
I didn't do anything wrong, but you blamed me.
I don't know if you spread around the news to others.
How bad I am, how mean I am towards you, I don't know.
You didn't know all the ways I loved you.
You told me, you love me, you don't want to leave me.
I don't understand why you have to always be gone.
Then why don't you have the time to spend your time with me?
I don't care what people say, I'm in love with you, honestly.
You didn't fill me with believe && trust, but you fill me with doubt.
What happens when karma, turns right around and bites you?
Who do you turn to? Your boyfriend? Or someone else?
Everynight, I think about you, recalling the time I spent with you.
I don't know if you did the same too. All night, staring at the ceiling.
All night, hearing voices telling me that I should get some sleep.
'cause tomorrow might be good for something.
Sometimes, I don't even sleep the whole night thinking about you.
Maybe I'm addicted, but you're the drug, that keeps me from dying.
Everyone around me thinks that I'm going crazy, I am losing my mind.
I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell. && I'm sorry, for whatever.