penso demais, sonho demais, falo demais, faço demais, quero demais e amo menos,
cada vez menos.
já dizia o outro, it's not easy to be me.

a-tisket, a-tasket

a-tisket, a-tasket,
a green and yellow basket.
i wrote a letter to my love,
and on the way I dropped it.

i dropped it, i dropped it,
and on the way I dropped it.
a little boy picked it up,
and put it in his pocket.

são coisas, são só coisas

quando alguém deixar de te dar amor, pensa que há quem viva do teu calor

não voltei a olhar para trás, mas não consegui dar nenhum passo em frente.

i don't like the vibe in the vip

i’ll be your schoolgirl dream

i’ll shake my peaches and cream

i’ll make you scream like you ain't done it in ages

you touch these tired eyes of mine

and map my face out line by line

open your eyes

get up, get out, get away from these liars

´cause they don't get your soul or your fire

take my hand, knot your fingers through mine

and we'll walk from this dark room for the last time

every minute from this minute now

we can do what we like anywhere

i want so much to open your eyes

´cause I need you to look into mine

sweet about me

nothing sweet about me

who'd have known

it's 5 o'clock in the morning
the conversation got boring
you said you were going to bed soon
so I snuck off to your bedroom
and I thought I'd just wait there
until I heard you come up the stairs
and I pretended I was sleeping
and I was hoping you would creep in with me

"olho vivo e pé ligeiro"
(sempre)

vem vem, vem comigo que eu tji levo ao céu

slow dancing in a burning room

we're slow dancing in a burning room

tenho tido muitas saudades do Seth e da Summer. mais do Seth, obviamente.

music when the lights go out

but all the highs and the lows and the tos and the fros
they left me dizzy
won't you please forgive me
i no longer hear the music

hold on

and hold on to your words
'cause talk is cheap

once a dreamer, always a dreamer

my tears dry on their own

i'll close my eyes and keep my fingers crossed

por uma noite

rasgas-me a roupa sem qualquer pudor
enquanto buscas o ar pela boca
passeias teu cheiro no meu corpo
por entre os braços misturo tudo
após o prazer ficaremos mudos
sem saber
se é por uma noite

notícias do fundo

dá noticias do fundo
como passam teus dias
e se a razão nos chega para viver
se amor nos serve
amor não dá de comer
fico melhor assim
em todo o caso vai pensando em mim

pára de olhar para mim

pára de olhar para mim
deixa-me ser alguém
tão cedo não vais ver ninguém

only ones who know

you are the only ones who know

no, you can't call me her name

arctic monkeys - 505

e por mais voltas que dê, acabo sempre na companhia do grande alex turner.

a certain romance

the point's that there ain't no romance around there

vício de ti

não me esqueci, não antevi, não adormeci,
o meu vício de ti

e se te pedir para ficares comigo. tu ficas?

love hurts

love hurts but sometimes it's a good hurt
and it feels like i'm alive
love sings when it transcends the bad things
have a heart and try me
'cause without love i won't survive

she always gets what she wants

she always gets what she needs and more

not real

she isn't real and you can't make her real.

i can love you like that

they read you cinderella
you hoped it would come true
that one day your prince charming
would come rescue you
you like romantic movies
and you never will forget
the way it felt when romeo kissed juliet

and all this time that you've been waiting
you don't have to wait no more

sunday morning

sunday morning, we were lying in bed, just the two of us under cover,
undercover

as azeitonas - anda comigo ver os aviões

ando apaixonada por esta música desde quinta-feira.

you’re smooth boy, a dude boy, guess how I like it rude boy

still.

"and still, my heart pumps on. even when broken it still works"

"it could be like one of those chinese things; you know the way someone saves your life and then you're forever indebted to them. it could be nice having someone tailing you everyday; catching pianos flying out of windows and stopping them from landing on your head, that kind of thing"

what goes around...

comes around.

hey baby,

let's take a walk on the wild side

- besides, you can never really judge a man's work until you've been to bed with him.
- are you planning to go to bed with me?
- i never plan anything. i like to see what happens. life's much more interesting that way, don't you think?