Eu sinto isto TODOD os dias

He Comes around like a wild fire, and like a moth drawn to a flame
I’m on my way to being burned up once again.
And I’ve been through this before, a hundred times or more
But he keeps me coming back, what am I waiting for.

He always gets what he wants
He always gets what he needs and more
I always counts out the chords that You're playing.
He always moves to the rhythm
He is making. He is.

He walks to the sound of his own drum
One minute he’s there the next he’s gone
And I’m left to pick up pieces of myself
To carry on.
And I’ve been through this before, a hundred
Times or more, but he keeps me coming back,
What am I waiting for?

Prime Circle - She Always Gets What She Wants

PS- Com umas pequenas alterações =P