Make It Right Lyrics Novels & Stories

Andrea was staring at the ceiling thinking when she grabs her phone and play music. Playing: Perfect by Pink Made a wrong turn, once or twice Dug my way out, blood and fire Bad decisions, that's alright Welcome to my silly life Mistreated, misplaced, misunderstood Miss knowing it's all good, it didn't slow me down Mistaken, always second-guessing, underestimated Look, I'm still around Pretty, pretty please, don't you ever, ever feel Like you're less than fuckin' perfect Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel like you're nothing

"I did Mike, but getting that much money takes time, not that you'd know anything about having any money at all." The other line went silent and only the man's low breathing could be heard. He had not expected him to call him out by his name, that's for sure, and even thought it could have aggravated him and forced him to do something stupid, Mike knew that if anything happened to Luna, there would be no money for him at all so he stayed silent then cleared his throat. "Make sure you are where I instructed you to be in two hours or else you want ever see your precious child again. Say hello to Trinity for me."

one of the men interrupted. He went ahead to pack some of the cash and tore it into two. "What the fuck?!" I shouted. "Why did you do that?" They all burst into laughter. What the heck is wrong with these people? That money is just enough to put me out of my misery. "Just hand it over to me," I thought in my head. "Where is Romeo?" I heard Joe ask one of the men who was busy tapping numerous keys on the laptop in front of him. "He is inside and expecting you," the man answered.

If we were anywhere but here right now, I would have ripped her face off. *It’s okay love, she’s right* *No, she is not* *She is, I wasn’t looking where I put my feet* *She has no right* *Nae, calm down. Let’s just get off this damn fucking mountain* *This isn’t over* *Of course it’s not*

Sorry can't save me now Sorry I don't know how Sorry there's no way out But down Hmm, down He swallowed, narrowing his eyes. He wasn't the only one captivated though. Many people were. She truly was a songbird. Call my friends and tell them that I love them And I'll miss them But I'm not sorry Call my friends and tell them that I love them And I'll miss them Sorry. She looked up, locking eyes with him once more. He smiled softly, as she stood, putting her hands on her hips discreetly.

It sounded more like "Don't blame me later for your loss. I am nowhere responsible if anyone of you loses interest in listening to songs" I again coughed and peeped at them to gather my scattered confidence.. And here I go, " || Do you love the rain, does it make you dance When you're drunk with your friends at a party? What's your favorite song, does it make..ma..mak...||" Shit !! I again forgot the lyrics. Closing my eyes I again tried to remember but couldn't, unless another voice joined me, "|| Does it make you smile? Do you think of me? ||"

🎼You say you hate me, then you say you love me too 🎼 🎼Please baby, can you make up your mind🎼 🎼You say you want me, then you say you don't 🎼 🎼Ohh baby, I don't understand anymore 🎼. 🎼You said you need me, then you said you don't anymore 🎼. 🎼Ohh baby please, can you tell me what you want 🎼. 🎼 I'm getting confused, with your different sides🎼. 🎼Today you are cold, and the next you are warm🎼. 🎼What do I make of this, what do I get from this🎼. 🎼Ohh have tried, but still can't put a tag on this🎼.

“Whoever you are… stay tuned for my wrath. I will never let this slide… not even in my wildest dream.” “I will make you pay for this… hmmmm, I’ll make you wish for death.” ****** “Hahaha,” Raymond yelped, eyes focused on his screen. He hadn’t stopped laughing at the stickers people had created with Gwen’s scandal video. “She’s finally getting what she deserves… someone had finally stepped out for her.” He breathed under his lips. “This is just the beginning… there’ll be no place for you in hell… I promise.” ***** Lily sat helpless at the hallway, still contemplating whether to look for her mother or ask for help.

“We’ll uncover the truth, and we’ll make it right.” ***

"I’m here to make things right." I scoffed, rolling my eyes. "Right. Because you’re so good at that, aren’t you? Making things right."