Let the rain come down, and wash you away, cuz baby I don't need you no more.
Your just dirt under my feet,
a tack on my seat
A Pain in my brain
driving me crazily insaine
I need you to stay away.
You say you want to come back, but it's a matter of fact, that the rain came down to wash you away cuz I just don't need you no more.
no stealieo!
MiNE !
property of A.Kaye.B