. . . A sa boulimie de Cerises, à son style pacotille. Un océan de pensées , Je t'offre une symphonie de couleurs . . . La vie est un jeu de cartes, Paris un Casino . . .

21 janv. 2015

Blank Space

... et puis !
" Nice to meet you. I could show you incredible things, magic, madness, heaven. Saw you there and I thought oh my god look at that face, you look like my next mistake. Love is a game, wanna play. New money and suit. I'm dying to see how this one ends. Grab your passport and my hand. So it's gonna be forever or it's gonna go down in flames. You can tell me when it's over. If the high was worth the pain. Got a long list of ex-lovers. Cause you know I love the players and you love the game. We'll take this way too far. It'll leave you breathless or with a nasty scar. But I got a blank space baby and I'll write your name. Cherry lips. Stolen kisses, pretty lies. You're the king baby I'm your queen. Find out what you want. Be that girl for 2 months. But the worst is yet to come. Oh no. Screaming, crying, perfect storms. "