Love

I love this song...

When I'm good, I'm good.

But when I'm bad... I'm better. 

Oh, the Good House M.D. *First Season*

Dr. Cameron: I'm uncomfortable about sex.

Dr. Robert Chase: Well, we don't have to talk about this... 

Dr. Cameron: Sex COULD kill you. Do you know what the human body goes through when you have sex? Pupils dilate, arteries constrict, core temperature rises, heart races, blood pressure skyrockets, respiration becomes rapid and shallow, the brain fires bursts of electrical impulses from nowhere to nowhere, and secretions spit out of every gland, and the muscles tense and spasm like you're lifting three times your body weight. It's violent. It's ugly. And it's messy. And if God hadn't made it UNBELIEVABLY fun, the human race would have died out eons ago.  [She pauses to catch her breath] 

Dr. Robert Chase: ... [He is speechless] 

Dr. Cameron: Men are lucky they can only have one orgasm. Know that women can have an hour long orgasm? 

Dr. Eric Foreman: [enters] 

Dr. Cameron: [as if nothing had just occurred] Hey Foreman. What's up? 

♪ Hurricane ♫

No matter how many times that you told me you wanted leave.

No matter how many breaths that you took, you still couldn't breathe.

No matter how many nights, that you'd lie wide awake to the sound of the poison rain.

Where did you go. Where did you go. Where did you go. As days go by. The night's on fire.

Tell me would you kill, to save a life.

Tell me would you kill, to prove you're right.

Crash, crash. Burn, let it all burn.

This hurricane's chasing us all underground.

No matter how many deaths that I die, I will never forget.

No matter how many lives that I live, I will never regret.

There is a fire inside of the heart and a riot about to explode into flames.

Where is your God. Where is your God. Where is your God.

Do you really want, Do you really want me.

Do you really want me, dead or alive to torture for my sins.

Do you really want. Do you really want me.

Do you really want me, dead or alive to live a lie.

Tell me would you kill, to save a life.

Tell me would you kill, to prove you're right.

Crash, crash. Burn, let it all burn.

This hurricane's chasing us all underground.

The promises we made, were not enough.

The prayers that we had prayed, were like a drug.

The secrets that we sold, were never known.

The love we had. The love we had, we had to let it go.

Tell me would you kill, to save a life.

Tell me would you kill, to prove you're right.

Crash, crash. Burn, let it all burn.

This hurricane's chasing us all underground. *This hurricane x3*

Do you really want. Do you really want me.

Do you really want me, dead or alive to torture for my sins.

Do you really want. Do you really want me.

Do you really want me, dead or alive to live a lie.

by Gui

Oh, my baby...

Todavia una canción de amor...

Calamaro por Sabina

"A menudo los labios más urgentes, no tienen prisa, dos besos después"