Guilty - Andy Tubman
Last time we made love
Everything was right
Now I can't believe you are not mine
Cause that was just friday night
Everything ends
Nothing is permanent
Life is son of a b*tch without you
It hits much just like a fist
And I am reinless
You said you could not leave me
But you were furious
Everything ends
Nothing is permanent
But life is son of a b*tch without you
Without you
I have to regret
That you have left me with
Not loving you enough
And what could have been if I did
Everything ends
Nothing is permanent
But life is son of a b*tch without you
Without you with
