What would I do without your smart mouth
Drawing me in and you kicking me out
The world is beating you down
But then I'm around
Through every move
You're my downfall
You're my muse
My worst distractions
My rhythm and blues
How many times do I have to tell you
Even when you're crying your beautiful too
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sarah, you are wonderful with words