15.3.09

B.B. King

When I first met you, said you would be mine
Found out later you was tellin' me a lie
And now I'm walkin', walkin' and cryin'
You don't love me no more

Now if there's one thing that I just can't stand
Can't stand to see you with another man
Because I'm walkin', walkin' and cryin'
You don't love me no more

I did all for you, did all I could
All I did darlin', it didn't do me no good
And now I'm walkin', walkin' and cryin'
You don't love me no more

Now I'm goin' on, goin' on my way
I know you don't love me now darlin'
But you will some old day
Because I'm walkin', walkin' and cryin'
You don't love me no more
Entre travesseiros, lençóis e você,
fiquei um tanto confuso por ter te perdido.
Faz muito mais sentido,
que o som da porta tenha sido só vento.

8.3.09

Às sextas tento sair cedo.
Tenho uma cadeira só minha,
uma garrafa só minha,
e 3 horas de blues na ponta dos dedos.

Don't know why...

But this feels real, real nice.
Estou morto de medo
de fazer tudo errado.
De novo.

Mas vai ficar tudo bem.
Né?