«Maybe it's too late. Sometimes I even hate myself for loving you Trying to be strong then nighttime comes along and I start loving you Wanting you. Where is all my selfcontrol... I'm burning way down in my soul.Maybe it's too late. Sometimes I even hate myself for loving you Trying to be strong then nighttime comes along and I start loving you Wanting you. Where is all my selfcontrol... I'm burning way down in my soul.
